Feet up [266/365]

Past night the decision was made to leave dock and go to the survey site as there was a 12hr lull in the weather. This proved to be the worst decision for my stomach. Thankfully after 12hrs of 5m high waves and my stomach churning I went to bed, where I was rocked to sleep like a baby. On awaking at 6pm I discovered we had to head back to port as the window to do the survey wasn't big enough. This means we have to wait till Saturday/Sunday when the weather is calmer. Looks like it's feet up and playing games for 12hrs a day for the next 5 days.