I could not seem to remember. I did not like the prospect one bit. How could a sailor make contact with the right people on land. No battle flags at the yard arm. No ships silhouette to recognize.
All camels have the same silhouette.
My thought process here was as rambling as my deliberations over our position had just been. The only conclusion to that line of reasoning was that I was sore in need of more rest and another meal. After Ann had heard my findings she asked what I thought about waiting until the wind reversed itself and trying once again for Malta. I argued that more research was in order. At first light we should try to sail around our island if it was small enough to do so.