Cape Girardeau - cont..part 2

At first it began as a light rain...then mosquito's came screaming in in a tight delta formation. They were relentless. I sat up. All the mozzie netting looked secure around the boat. They were coming up through the floor! We had lost one of the underside boards early on in the trip.

In unison, we all tucked deep under our sleeping bags. Our perspiration mixed with 'Babies Maximum Sunblock SPF45' It was aweful. I came up for air just as we felt the first lashes of winds. With it came rain. A lot of it. The water curled in along my calves...clearly the sleeping bag was not that waterproof. Chop from the waves ripped up between the chinks in the deck swamping Bobby. Between mozzie air strikes I peeked out of my sodden bag. Both James and Tenzin's material hammocks were dripping steadily...they must have been filled up like a bath. Bobby sat in the pilot chair, smoking. It was 2am.