As I write I’m lying at anchor in Havenholmen – a pleasant little anchorage surrounded by sandy beaches and granite boulders worn smooth from eons of wind. So, after a busy morning with a few hitches we are finally on the water and ready to head north towards Tromsø. Those hitches include frigid weather with windblown sleet, a delayed launch time which didn’t see me hit the water til after lunch, and a belligerent motor complaining after a winter’s neglect. Took a lot of sweat blood and tears to get a spark of life in the old girl but now she’s running like a charm. Today’s short passage took me amidst the skerries and rocky outcrops of Norway’s south coast with eider ducks a constant companion as I peered around the driving station into the sleet. It’s tough at times, but now the sun has peeked out from the clouds and this sheltered and picturesque bay is shielding me from the wind. Life is sweet.