30th
one week ago today en route to the bay ‘Morgiou’ we were caught out in a storm
Night fell, towering waves crashed over the deck, hour after hour we heaved on ropes, counter weighted and steered to avert capsize in massive swell.
I wore my headlamp to read the chart and bearings, the pale glow eerily lit a frothing sea that walled up all around us. and by some chance we escaped capsize that night!
dropped anchor on the lee of a deeply set cove. retreating underneath, the main cabin was strewn with vegetables, clothing, maps, gear, madness!
insatiable as she is, Neets was not phased. in the morning the seas were bigger still and we set out again.
manlove wicked you called yesterday, love the business tone
tibbets has a week off and we’ve booked full board in the Colon for 16 to 19 Feb.
geographically we are commited to the val d’herens area.
Sunday is obviously THE day available for climbing and I have plenty of steep ice smut on the menu, in close reach.
in fact, I am thinking of getting in some climbing saturday afternoon (and evening if need be).
there is a feast happening here in the Colon Saturday evening. would be s’well if you could partake and then go steep and horny with me and tibbets Sunday morning.
food, glorious food will come in wicked abundance back at the hotel. even if I need smuggle it out in my dudo pants
I’m sure I can come up with some other spanky incentives
if you me and tibbets climbed as three… I could dangle my 8mega’pixel rump off the end of a rope and get some seriously %^& up footage.