Our position is
Life goes by here easily. Jobs get done in the
sunshine but it just isn't stressful.
This weeks highlights, such as they are, have
Finishing the cleaning of the hull. I am
relieved to have finished this task especially the underwater part.
I've done it in three sessions. During the second
one the fish were amazing, there were just so many of them and they seemed to
have no concern for me at all to they extent that as I pulled myself down under
the hull with my plastic scraper in hand the fish were taking tasty bits of
debris off my arm and bumping into my mask in their enthusiasm to get their
share. I thought about getting the camera but the thought of getting myself dry
and salt free enough to prepare the camera in the housing put me off. I was
already for the third and final session of hull cleaning with camera at the
ready. Despite plenty of bottom growth freed up and floating around the fish did
not show up, not even one, so no pics.
Shopping trip to "Epicurian". the local shops are
adequate but pretty limited. So Ross and I took two bus journeys, and most of
the day, to visit this huge, by local standards at least supermarket. Good
cheese, meat, veg breakfast cereal etc. Even a double isle dedicated to Waitrose
I'd volunteered to help Peter, another guy sailing
alone at present, to sort out his headsail furler. He had done an urgent repair
to his forestay in Martinique and the foil was still lying down the deck. In the
end he concluded that it was not worth refitting and is going to get hanks
fitted to his genoa instead. Bit of a let of for me really.
Had dinner with Ross on Starcross. Excellent mince
and tatties followed by strawberries and cream.
I think it was Tuesday night I was just thinking of
going to bed when somebody started sounding a horn in the harbour. I cursed
their lack of consideration and silently accused them of being drunk. However
others picked up the theme and I just had to accept something interesting was
going on. I made it into the cockpit just as an ocean rowing boat passed
Moorglade. it was two British Marines finishing their transatlantic row. They
were of course invited to the tot club after they had caught up on sleep.
Coincidentally Atlantic single handed rower Tiny Little, who is on holiday here
with his wife had just gained membership so was able to introduce them at the
Following the rugby over the weekend. What a bad
day for the French yesterday and what pleasure after coming back from "keep fit
club" at midday for a free beer and cheeseburger for lunch with the score on
nine each to watch the remainder of the game in the Galley Bar Of course you
have to explain what is going on to the Canadians and Americans. The Scot to my
right was too noisy to begin with but became more subdued.
Well just time for a cup of tea, reading in the
cockpit and then it will be time for a shower and of to the Tot
The rowers arrive to horns and red flares in
Their boat moored in front of the Copper and Lumber store the following
Home for two guys for over 60
Tiny Little's boat still on display at English