Whoo! We are moving along! No detours! Spooky fog out there, though, makes everything look like a horror movie. You expect some big monster to come looming up out of the deep and swallow you up.
Learned more radio code. Here’s the whole alphabet:
A |
Alpha |
B |
Bravo |
C |
Charlie |
D |
Delta |
E |
Echo |
F |
Foxtrot |
G |
Golf |
H |
Hotel |
I |
India |
J |
Juliet |
K |
Kilo |
L |
Lima |
M |
Mike |
N |
November |
O |
Oscar |
P |
Papa |
Q |
Quebec |
R |
Romeo |
S |
Sierra |
T |
Tango |
U |
Uniform |
V |
Victor |
W |
Whiskey |
X |
X-ray |
Y |
Yankee |
Z |
Zulu |
So here’s my name in radio code: Cody: Charlie-Oscar-Delta-Yankee. Is that cool or what?
And my dad’s name, Mo, becomes: Mike-Oscar.
And Sophie is Sierra-Oscar-Papa-Hotel-India-Echo.
We’ve been calling each other Charlie-Oscar and Mike-Oscar and Sierra-Oscar for practice.
“You seen Mike-Oscar?”
“I think he’s up on deck with Sierra-Oscar.”
Like that.
Brian’s name becomes: Bravo-Romeo-India-Alpha-November. So we’ve been calling him Bravo-Romeo. “Oh Romeo! Bravo-Romeo!” He actually laughed. Brian laughed.
Learned a cool knot from Sierra-Oscar-Papa-Hotel-India-Echo (Sophie). It’s called a clove hitch.
I just practiced on my shoelaces. Tied them to a pole down below deck. Got yelled at. “What the heck are you doing tying your shoes to a pole while you’ve still got your shoes on your feet?” Uncle Stew shouted. “What if you had to get up in a hurry?”
“I’d kick my shoes off,” I said.