After two days and nights of roughs seas I´ve taked these photos from the bridge while our Master cryed: "...who was the f..... s.. of the b... that sailed out from Santos without pay the ´services´ at the ´Love Story´..?";
although seem incredible when I really tasted the salt flavor was a very very quiet night at Indian Ocean travelling North-East bound btwn Mozambique and Madagascar Island, at that time sea was a "silver tray" and the moon liked a theater main light spot iluminating all the water surface in a beatiful way, scene that any money can pay it; meanwhile a smooth breeze coming up from our bow was embracing us leaving our skin plenty of salt and marine iodine.-
I confess,that night was one of the best & superbs moments of my life, if well it happen on 1985 I remember it as yesterday.-
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