Thanksgiving at Sea
Do you ever have rainy days where you sit at your computer and look at photos from way back, and remember incidents that happened many years ago? Today, Thanksgiving, my family will be celebrating a Thanksgiving Dinner Together. But somehow my memories are taking me back to 1987 aboard our gallant sloop KANDARIK.
It was Thanksgiving Day half way around the globe from our home. We were enroute from the Kingdom of Tonga to the North Island of New Zealand. It was awful weather, hard on the wind, blowing about 20 to 25 knots right from NZ! We were healed over and pounding our way south. But it was Thanksgiving!
I had a bird I fortuitously found in Tonga and had stuffed it while holding onto the fiddles at our little cutting board on KANDARIK. I had managed to finally season it and quickly shove it into the oven of our madly swinging stove. Boy oh boy did it smell delicious! Our mouths began to water after an hour of cooking. It was just getting fully cooked, and we were going to celebrate Thanksgiving, sitting on the cabin sole to be able to eat our traditional dinner.
Just as I was getting prepped to take that roasted bird out of the oven, a huge wave took us by surprise, the gimbaled stove crashed into its stops, the door flung open with the impact, and out slid the hot bird, gravy and all, on to the cabin sole!
Not giving up that Thanksgiving for something as minor as that! I gingerly picked up the now freed bird, hot and slippery, and put it back into the backing pan, holding on tightly, I somehow scooped up what I could of the gravy that slopped onto the cabin sole, and popped the bird back into the swaying oven, and we all laughed and laughed and laughed!!! I looked up and saw three wide eyed faces looking at me with such disbelief.
Our special Thanksgiving dinner, hot off the cabin sole, was better that ever!
THAT IS ALL PART OF OUR VERY SPECIAL TIMES SAILING ON KANDARIK AS A LITTLE FAMILY!