My bed.

I changed the cushion to sleep on deck again,  but still rolled off most of the time. The dodgers stopped me rolling into the sea.
I remembered to stash my camera nearby for the moon, but was too sleepy to take a decent shot.
I woke at 5.30am to find puddles on the surface of my sleeping bag, and everything shrouded in mist.
I loved it!
On to book 3 of the weekend. Perfect.