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We were awake at what is fast becoming our usual time for some weird and wonderful reason; 0500! By 0600 we’d weighed anchor and motored the short distance to the quarantine anchorage. However, on approach we had to stand off for a few minutes to allow a rain shower to pass over but, more importantly, to allow the visibility to improve as we couldn’t see anything beyond 500 metres. We were astounded that, after all the rain that fell overnight, there was even a possibility of another single drop, but there was indeed! In fact, a pattern was slowly starting to emerge; rain, rain and more rain, with a few sunny spells thrown in! Should we have purchased a tumble dryer instead of a new washing machine, was the question that sprung to mind as we attempted to dry out the cockpit area for the arrival of the medical team.

Regardless, it wasn’t too long after we had anchored, that the medical team arrived and before we knew it, had departed too. In full PPEs (Personal Protection Equipment), our original documentation and passports were handed over to one of the individuals and bagged, who then provided us with our sim cards and GPS tracking devices, following which our swabs were conducted by the doctor and placed in a cooler box, carried by the third individual. While it felt like the back of our eyeballs were being prodded, the entire procedure was completed in less than 5 minutes. Written instructions indicated that the tracking devices were to be worn at all times, except between 1400 and 1600 when they are to be charged. Now we await the results of our COVID-19 tests after which the quarantine clock will start to tick. In the interim, the GPS tracker is also monitoring our temperatures, heart rate, blood pressure and any physical movement ie steps, exercising, etc.

Delighted that the hubbub of the past 3 weeks were eventually over, we found a comfy spot in the cool breeze of the cockpit to enjoy a mid-morning nap and to while away our day. We napped to the sounds around us, synonymous with the sailing lifestyle; the water lapping against Paw Paw’s hulls, birds chirping as they come to take a peek, the wind generator spinning in the cool breeze, the distant roar of a powerboat’s engines, the putt-putting of a fishing boat passing by, the sunshades flapping in the breeze, the VHF radio crackling to life, all the unmistakable sounds of life on the water.

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