And we’re back! I woke up yesterday to the sound of Sarah’s horn in the early morning hours. That could only mean one thing: LAND! We were at Cape Horn. We had spent the previous days in the Drake, which had become a timeless zone. 5:00 AM felt the same as 5:00 PM. Tuesday felt like Monday felt like Friday. We were more active than on the way down — maybe because we had spent the last three weeks on a boat, or maybe the Drake was just a little bit better to us. Probably both.
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