It’s Thursday morning and I’m going to climb the rigging again. I’ve been gazing up each day and feeling more confident about going up. I’ll be leaving tomorrow so today is my last chance.
I clip on and step up onto the gunwale, then along and on to the rigging. Going up to the first platform is definitely easier than last time. Then I go up to the second platform. It doesn’t actually feel higher than the first platform. I stay there for a few minutes, taking pictures to show I’ve done it. The pictures of the view look ok but I’m never happy with my expression in selfies. One day I might learn how to look natural in photos!
I’m carefully getting my phone out of my carefully zipped trouser pocket for a second time when minor disaster strikes: my hand catches my bank card and it comes out of the pocket and falls. For several seconds I watch it fluttering downwards towards the dock, wondering where it’s going to land.
Fortunately the card misses the water and lands on the ground at the side of the dock. I’m fortunate too that Steph the scientist happens to be standing close by so I call down to confess my littering behaviour and ask her to pick it up. Disaster averted!
