SLEEPING
Back to sleep – which
often seems to be deep and dreamless.
It seems obvious but once I have made my ‘nest’ of foams, sleeping bag
and pillow I am enclosed in a drifting womb-like space where it almost feels
that I am floating. If there is a
sea running and ONO is surfing down waves, I am quite literally weightless for
a moment – a bit like the split second when you go over a humpback bridge in a
car. The landing though is soft
and pleasant, and even a boat at sea probably goes through less movement that a
pregnant woman in the course of normal life. I truly believe that even the most dedicated of insomniacs
could resist. This in spite of
wave slamming, engine, radio, whistling kettle, creaking boom, rattling
blocks…. The skipper, of course,
is a special case and will wake to anything out of the ordinary. Slamming is what happens when the boat
reaches the bottom of the wave and crashes into it before rising up and over
the next one. It sounds like a big
soft sledgehammer, hitting the hull and sometimes making it shudder in a way
that really makes you trust and respect the designers and builders at Beneteau.
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