”Terror to tranquility,” aptly decribes yesterday’s five-hour emotional gamit.  Fritz and I again huddled below out of the blowing rain, cold and 15-20 knot northerly winds, but the effect of the five foot waves on Albermarle Sound were clearly felt and heard below deck.  Tropical Storm Alberto’s circling influence made this our worst day in the 5+ weeks on the water.  And Dennis again endured the elements knowing it would put us one day closer to Norfolk and medical options for me.  Fritz and I clung to each other whispering, “Only two more hours, only one more hour, only a half-hour…I SEE LAND.”  Not exactly tranquility, but in the shelter of the ICW we could relax and finish our trek to Coinjock, NC letting blood pressure normalize and terror subside.  Safely secured to Midway Marina around noon was finally tranquility.