Sunday Mass
Position: 18:38.275N
026:41.718W
We have been hunting for the trade winds and thought
a few times we had found them, now, just under 19 degrees North I think we are
there. We have gybed and turned west on a course of 260 directly towards Our furling gear is giving trouble. We encounter Yacht Neroli and communicate on VHF.
They seem to be having a Jolly time, with their whisky cake Tonight the wind is sweet and very warm, all 25 knots
of it. Gusting up to 29 we have taken two reefs in the main and rolled in a
quarter of the genoa. The sliver of evening moon has set and we bumble along in
the darkness. Cerys sounds almost human tonight, the duogen is
snoring and the odd cry or mumble prick your ears. These sounds have become so
familiar, I am now able to judge speed by amps produced by the generator and
where a week ago it took ten minutes to tune your night vision at the beginning
of watch, now straight away I can pick out one, two, three vessels immediately.
The water temperature has been steadily rising and is now at 24.1. A stork tried to land in the crosstrees last night.
This was worrying as none of us want to arrive in This morning we had two flying fish on deck. Its now Sunday and I am taking sights with my new
sextant and trying to learn this ancient and still very useful means of
positioning. Ursula is cooking pancakes, I will say mass later and then maybe
we will go for a walk on the beach before a pint and the Sunday papers. Spermwhale sighted during Sunday pancake eating
headed south about 100m off our stern. A brown grey colour, he was difficult to
make out in the two metre swell, the cloud covered sky not helping. At 1300 UTC we are seven days at sea. Neroli astern 2
miles. |