A year's worth of water

After the great water party a couple of weeks before Victor Too left Ostend, we were carrying 500 liters of Bru spring water. Everybody had a good laugh and so had I, but I had my cherished source of drinking water for months to come.



So far, every bottle has been handled seven times: once when getting it from the store, the second time when delivering it to the pontoon, third was when we hauled it all on board, a fourth time when the lazarette had to be emptied to work on the engine from the lazarette hatch. Then a lot of the bottles were taken from the lazarette to the storage underneath the bunks or from the aft cabin to the saloon, which makes five. Finally, many bottles in the aft cabin were taken to the saloon to be replaced by Brisa, a Madeiran soft drink and Guarana, a Brazilian soft drink bought in Madeira. About half the bottles in the aft cabin were taken out of storage from underneath the bunk, because of water ingress from the wind vane supports. All the remaining bottles in the lazarette were transferred to the aft cabin, where the surplus was temporarily stored in the heads. And then, about 250 have already been drunk, which makes seven.



So after all this shifting of water, am I still enjoying every single drop? Well, to tell the truth, the natural carbon is slowly going out of the water, so the taste is altering slightly. The remainder will not last me the whole of the trip. But I’ll probably get across to the Azores on my final bottles, which was exactly my intention and I guess I can live without Bru for a month or two.

But it will be hard.