At last!!!!!!! The wind abated to such an extent it was finally possible to manage some quality sleep and cook a meal: Fried Rice. YUM!!!!!!!! www.gratisaustralis.com/fried-rice/ Afternoon, winds abated, Gennie poled once more. Easy one may think, but not on this occasion, of course. Just settled down in the pilot house, a loud thwang […]
Patches of blue became visible between squalls, whilst Apollo continuously battled Thor for dominance. Midnight, 663.4nm remained.
Upon rising this particular morning, to the SE the view was of a dark line storm cloud stretching NE across the sky. Already the seas were altering from glassy to rippled, warning of the incoming wind. Sailor’s motto: ‘be prepared!!’ Out Bob and I trundled. Gennie sheet released to reduce sail; furling line winched in; […]
Most difficult to believe seven days had passed since our departure from Cocos. What a night!!! Winds gusting to 27 knots. After three days of side on swells and waves, we were tired of its monotony! By the afternoon, the winds had at last abated to such an extent to make it was possible to […]
Occasionally Bob sends fear surging through me. In the process of preparing lunch this day I stepped into the pilot house to enquire about his preference for food. No Bob in sight, out to the cockpit I went. No sign of him there, I peered through the windows: he was not to be seen. Setting […]
1635nm remaining. When reattaching the staysail wire some nights prior, Bob had inadvertently left one section of the endless furling line for the twins’ on the wrong side of the stay! Conditions calm, this day he took the endless line splice apart, placed the rope to the fore of the stay and respliced – not […]
Sighting vessels 20 plus nautical miles from us, the AIS was phenomenal. Identifying the ship, its course and whether collision was imminent, the eye strain caused by attempting to pick up their miniscule red speck on the radar became practically obsolete. Not that we did away with this, for we discovered that not all ships […]
Barometer rising, 19 knots of wind and cruising at 67 knots: what more could one ask for!!!! Lunch, and the first of our wahoo meals was served with potato: having a slightly oily feel, its feel texture was a little like chicken. One steak could have easily fed both of us. Too long at anchor, […]
Sun a blazing on the glistening sea, puffs of cotton balls lazily wafting across the winter skies and the Zephyr, a gentle 12 knot breeze: perfect for exiting between the coral reefs. Virtually impossible to comprehend, for the first time no dashing to and fro in a last ditch effort prior to departure. Like a […]
