I Gave Up Yesterday But They Still Want More....

06 04 2012
Two Months Late Leaving Almerimar


Tomorrow' Paul Williams tells us' is a resting place for bums, a trap set in the slums, a day that never comes.  But I know the score.


Today is the lightest day of wind and waves for the past sixteen.  Here is how it looks, right here, right now, right off of Passageweather.  The reddish orange line is our intended course:


Wind:

Waves:

A couple of boats, one hardy the other desperate, departed Almerimar about a week ago when the wind shifted from out of the East to out of the West.  Then the westerlies filled in and even the fishing boats are loathe to go out.  It is a difficult entry over the bar here and as the waves build the degree of difficulty only increases.


Not wimps we do not prefer an overnight sail in 25 knot winds and 2 metre waves.  The two metres is average after all. 


Current forecasts indicate tomorrow afternoon late will give us the window we need to cross the Med and start the new season.  


The Song Tomorrow on YouTube at http://youtu.be/tc8JnQjSCjQ


Here are the lyrics:

Tomorrow
Tomorrow, as they say
Another working day and another chore
Tomorrow
An awful price to pay
I gave up yesterday
But they still want more

They are bound to compare me
To Fred Astaire when I'm done
Anyone who feels the rhythm
Movin' through em
Knows it's gonna do em good
To let the music burst out

When you feel assured
Let the people know it
Let your laughter loose
Until your scream
Becomes a love-shout, ah

Tomorrow
Tomorrow's far away
Tomorrow, as they say,
Is reserved for dreams
Tomorrow
Tomorrow's looking grey
A playground always locked
Trains no winning teams

I won't take no for an answer
I was born to be a dancer now
Anyone who feels the rhythm through em
Knows it's gonna do em good
To let the music burst out
When you feel assured
Let the people know it.
Let your laughter loose
Until your scream becomes a love shout
Ah