As hard as I try, I can't help but feel encouraged. Even if the autopilot proves unfaithful - I'm sure Mrs. Tiger Woods once imagined him to be faithful and Alana's autopilot is more of a Clinton than a Tiger where fidelity is concerned - I feel revitalised.
The various chores I had planned out for this afternoon, including the selection of various anchorages along Hawk Channel, are done and I have nothing left to do but chillax here in Alana's cockpit, plan dinner and look forward to sailing early in the morning. I am virtually certain that in the end I'll be crushingly disappointed, but for now I am trying to relax and remain positive.
Rain showers are moving through every few minutes, however, they don't last and I am for the most part able to enjoy some warmth in the cockpit.
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