Las Palmas, ARC minus 3
Graptolite's Sailing Log
Martyn Pickup & Heike Richter
Thu 22 Nov 2007 17:50
Thursday and three days to go. The boat is beginning to fill up with
supplies and the usual waterline has disappeared. Three hundred cans of beer
takes a lot of stowing. Fruit, vegetables and meat are all ordered and
hopefully will turn up in time for the off. Jerry the Rigger came by
yesterday, shinned up the mast, then gave it a clean bill of health.
Yesterday evening's 'Jungle Safari' fancy dress party went well and the
weather was very warm. I went as the 'Great White Hunter' in bush hat and
fly-fishing waistcoat (as did half of the other people who went). An earlier
trip to El Corte Ingles produced a native bearer loincloth for Ian and some
bird of paradise feathers for Liz. Lori's scraps of leather mostly stayed in
place although her lion's tail was found the pontoon this morning. This is
despite it being firmly tied on by the skipper. Lori danced with close to a
thousand other party-goers and then returned to the boat, rain-soaked and
bedraggled but unpoached.