Stowaways - Day 50

For those interested -

I am currently traveling by sailboat (Singlehanding 33' Gaff rigged cutter) from NY harbor to Melbourne, FL.

I am currently close to the SC-GA border.

I am blogging the trip and creating musical sketches as I go along. I seldom have enough Internet access to post to Contrebombarde, but since this evening I do, I will upload some of the pieces. In general, they are quasi-improvisatory, for HW organ, synthesizers and found audio.
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I'm not sure where they all came from but I know most of them stayed for the whole trip. It was a dismal day, I suppose some might say. Thick fog and a driving rain. No wonder they hitched a ride. A "darning needle" and the oddest little yellow bug I think I've ever seen and more varieties of flies than I imagined there were; a few very small mosquitos and a crab - hanging to the rudder.
They all found dry places. A few I saw struggling in puddles I provided a dry cloth so that the capillary action would pull the water from their wings and then as they sat on the cloth I moved them to the relative dry of the combing box.
As we arrived the sun finally came out and one by one my stowaways flew away. If you're curious I received not a single mosquito bite and did not kill any mosquitos but that is another story.
Somewhere along the line the crab swam off - I hoped far from the numerous traps.
I imagine this is a typical scenario and that insects "hitch a ride" and often travel much farther that the 45 or so nautical miles I covered that day.
We are all caught in one another's wake. Our lives intersect others and we impact they trajectory and they ours. We are all travelers. At times our paths overlap. Make the journey a blessing for those who for a time travel with you.