Cole Tyler

As I awoke this morning there are no more stops, no more hikes, no more jokes. A sense of seriousness has entered this vessel and the crew can sense the potential danger of Cape Horn as we are a week out.

 

It’s a weird feeling. I’m not nervous, not scared. I actually feel ready.

 

Earlier today I was staring off into the Pacific on the starboard side when Captain Carbajal came up to me. His cigar rolled up and eyes squinted tightly, he too gazed into the ocean. He asked me if I was scared, if I was nervous. Unsure what the name of this feeling is inside of me I couldn’t really answer him.

 

And in Oscar-worthy fashion, he took a long puff from his cigar, leaned on the rails and said, “Cole, below forty degrees there is no law; below fifty degrees, there is no God.”

 

And then he walked away.

 

Thanks Cap’t.

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