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Information provided: Rough seas, 6-9' waves, seasick, thrown about, sleeping, Nova Scotia, rainy, cold, fog
There was dense fog and it was a dark and stormy night; the kind of night that made even the boldest sailors think twice about venturing out onto the open sea.
But the siren call of adventure was too strong for our intrepid crew, and so we set sail into the tempest. For hours we were tossed about by rough seas, as waves crashed over the deck and sent us sprawling. More than once I found myself lying on the cold, wet wood, feeling as though my stomach would turn inside out with sickness. But I clung to the railing and closed my eyes, letting the rain wash over me until at last the storm began to abate.
We arrived in Nova Scotia battered but not broken, ready to face whatever challenges the new day might bring.