Pacific Swift 2009 - Trip 4

Yesterday we caught the light northwesterly as we approached Barkley
Sound. Sails were run up enthusiastically amid the many intermediates
writing their exams on chartwork, navigation safety, tides and other
assorted nautical academia. The Swift was handled delicately through the
rocks and rain squalls dotting her path into the sheltered inner waters
of the islands. Nearing the Broken Islands we selected a new and unnamed
anchorage. We were able to sail right into the heart of the scattered
islands and rocks, with glimpses out to the open sea visible through the
craggy and wind swept islets dotting our refuge. The trainees worked
excellently together to bring the ship to anchor under sail, as our
raucous sea lion neighbours  grunted and bellowed their admiration and
the sun broke through.  The promised roast did not disappoint and all
tucked in with hearty appetites. The evening concluded with our service
as the wind died to a whisper and the sun gently settled over the
distant hills   and sheltering rocks. The sealions enthusiastically
tried to join the choir during singing and would interrupt with the most
absurd interjections. We had beautiful stars for the first time and
people spent their evening quietly appreciating the grandeur of the
delicate stars and streaking meteors.
    Today we will set out to explore the islands surrounding us; sea
caves, nestled beaches, wildlife and other treasures.  This evening will
be marked with a talent show, hearty singing, the revelation of secret
friends and many other last night festivities. It feels as if the trip
has flown bye, but we are all eager to make the most of our remaining 24
hours, cementing friendships, lessons and memories.