July 14, 2007

I started rowing south about halfway through the day yesterday.  I was tired of just drifting.  So much for resting.

Today the water is calm and there is a gentle breeze.  I hope that changes soon so that the wind can help my progress.

Passing ships blow their foghorns to let other boats know how close they are.  They made me nervous this morning when I woke up.  The fog was so thick it limited visibility to 100 meters (about 109 yards).  A horn sounded nearby and I could hear the ship’s engine, but I couldn’t see it.  I listened carefully to my radio and held onto my oars in case I had to row out of the way quickly.  The shipped passed to and went south toward San Francisco.

I will be happier when I get into warmer waters, where there is less fog.

*Entry adapted for grades 5-8 by Andrea Rogers