1. Night

Losses

A multi-day trip at sea is like a newborn baby. You have to get used to it, you're constantly tired, you never have time for personal hygiene, rarely for regular meals, and you had imagined it to be much more romantic.

In my case, I imagined nights under the starry sky and catching my first fish on Starlight.

In the first night, the autopilot left us. For all non-sailors: on long trips, sailors enjoy the luxury of letting the "third man" (maybe we should rename it to "little helper") pilot the boat.

You sit there, look around, check the sails, write in the logbook, look at the chart, and thus avoid collisions with fishermen, freighters, and oil rigs in the North Sea.

"That can be a bit boring sometimes", I thought to myself and also said that.

Oh, sailors are so superstitious!

Apparently, I am not superstitious enough:

Immediately, my desire for more variety was fulfilled because without the autopilot, the sailor has to steer the boat herself.

That means no hands free and maximum concentration on the course. Exhausting on the North Sea with waves.