Cta Olla
Position 54:56.41 S
069:09.41 W Today, (Sunday 20th
May) we are off towards Puerto Williams.
We are off after spending the last 3 days in a little anchorage
called
Caleta Olla. Our stay at Olla has been
extended due to the high wind that was a constant 50kts with gusts of
65 kts
(in the anchorage) so we thought it prudent not to venture our into the
beagle
channel. Two days ago when we
first arrived a few of us took the opportunity before the wind arrived
to climb
the nearby mountain to visit the glaciers. 3 hours of soggy, boggy
climbing was
rewarded with two spectacular glaciers.
With the wind building, it was time to head down, and we
returned just
before nightfall. On our second night in
Olla the wind struck with a vengeance, and we weren’t even exposed to
the
infamous williwaws here. The wind
howled through the rigging, and the boat yawed about violently, even
though the
hull was entirely protected from the wind, this was from the windage on
the top
of the mast! I didn’t sleep much that
night, constantly thinking about chafe on our shorelines, and whether
we should
have more lines ashore just in case. I
got up at 0730 ready for the navigation training at 0800, ready to go
back over
the secondary ports with the non English speaking Russians. It was a very difficult morning exacerbated
by being so tired.
For the others, the
navigation is coming along nicely, and so we spent most of the day
doing
theory, as it was so windy outside. The Russians are all
keen fisherman, and we have a big lobster pot thing that they have been
putting
over the side each night. Caletta Olla
proved fruitful for them, but I have been a little bit upset over how
they
killed them. In principal I have no
problem with people eating stuff that that they have caught, but I
would prefer
it to be put out its misery quickly rather that the brutality that I
have
witnessed over the last few days… I think I must be turning into a
vegetarian,
because I didn’t even want to be below when they were eating it, as it
made me
feel sick. This morning was a
classic example, when they managed to catch the most hideous looking
fish ever,
which they “killed” by stabbing it in the head. I
asked them if it was dead and they said yes, only me to see it
wriggling about 5 minutes later. One of
the crew then returned to finish the job.
I was not very happy. Eventually we got
sailing this morning and it is blowing about 30kts from the west, so we
are
running downwind with the Yankee headsail out, making about 9kts. We have eventually got satellite comms so I
can now send email, sorry about the lack of daily update.
The weather looks as though we will not get
to land on Cape Horn, and we may not get to round it at all which will
be a
great disappointment to me. I have been
looking forward to getting my passport stamped on Cabo De Hornos, but a
landing
is only possible in settled weather, and we just don’t have the time to
sit a
wait it out. I do hope that we get to
round the horn at least, so if you could all keep your fingers crossed
for me
that would be great.
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