Three Silences

Night watch 2300, standing NW broad reaching under main alone, NW Channel past Chub Cay, and three silences around me.  

First is the utter lack of the noise of civilization. No traffic, no people scolding their dogs, no sirens, nada.  Second is the silence of the sleeping off watch. No bustling about making tea, no radio work, no stowing or washing.  Third is the silence of the sea.  Certainly, there is the rush of water leaving our sterns and the rustling/creaking of the rig.  If there was someone to talk to, I would have to raise my voice a bit to be heard over it all. But there is no sound of danger. No building moan in the rigging, no breaking waves, no surf or buoy bells. A kind of silence in the noise.