So only 1253 left on the clock, 11:00
position 20.24' N and 39.42' W Wind N/E 3.
Paul is right it is a long way, before
setting off my thoughts were it is only three weeks!! Somewhere, along the way
over the last week and half, it suddenly dawned on me that you can't get
off, okay may be a bit slow of me however... After weeks of agonising over
preparations, it has all come together; provisioning is fine (to much if
anything), water is plenty we are still on the first tank and Paul is starting
to relax and not scoulling so much every time a tap is turned on, Vera vane is
marvelous and doing most of the steering, we all now have our sea
legs, Paul has done a grand job navigating and okay the wind has been up and
down, but we are over the 1000 miles. The biggest obstacle for me is the head
and keeping focused ie it is only another 9/10 days less if we are lucky
and the kids seem to have mastered that one. It's interesting that, prior to the trip, we had had
discussions with Kate and Molly about crossing the Atlantic and on occasions the
last six months have been punctuated with I don't want to do the three week
crossing. Now having gone past the 1000 milestone, both Kate and Molly announced
that they would not have made such fuss if they had known it was going to be
like this!!! However the boat does rather resemble a giant 10 year olds play
pen, with drawings and teddies all over the place. As real
sailors they have both now taken to sleeping in bunks with lee
cloths, rather than in the fore peak, which now resembles a storage
cupboard, but hey it works!!
St Lucia here we come!!!
PS The sardine, can't make it out!!
It is my sardine, I know where it is!!
I cannot make out the snake, the goat, the naked
dancing girls or the Fiesta XR2 but I bet they are there in the constellations,
Feeling much more positive now we appear to have
found some consistent winds to blow us down towards St Lucia, our 24 hour run
today was about 132 miles which is a much better average speed, and would
see us home and dry before the tea bags run out, although fags are at a critical
level with only about 30 left, cannot decide to ration them to thee a day
or smoke the lot in a frenzy of nicotine and then withdraw suddenly. If anybody
is passing with a spare 200 please drop them off.
Trying to snooze in the cockpit last night on
watch, with my kitchen timer to wake me every 15 minutes, and
was wildly desireous of cwtching up in lovely white cotton sheets in a big flat
bed that does not roll around of it's own accord. Eventually tied myself down
and this helped keep me in one place.
Going to try and crack astro navigation over the
next few days, Meridian Passage for our Assumed Poition is at around 14:36