These will be hidden throughout our other provisions as presents for our forgetful future selves. Will they all melt together into sour patch lumps? Most likely. Will we eat them with a fork? I decline to answer that question.
Also, Captain was very helpful throughout the process, as always. Here we see him playing “If it fits, I sits” with the box I was trying to use to catch crumbs. Subtext: there will be rice crispy treats in our future.
We’re in the final stretches, and hopefully should be hitting the open ocean in the next couple of weeks. Updates to come! Fingers crossed, but then uncrossed because crossed fingers aren’t great for working.