Day 3, Atlantic Crossing,
position 14'N 28'W, 9th December
Still slopping along, with
light changeable winds. There is another really unusual low heading
towards the Canaries, which we are well away from, but it is enough to interrupt
the trade winds which we need. One becomes weather obsessed out here,
because it makes the difference between being hurled around the boat to having a
nice comfortable ride.
We caught a fish, we think
a small yellow fin tuna. Mimi went mad, running around the boaat
shouting,'We caught a tuna, we caught a tuna!!' Steve had it ready for the
frying pan within two minutes of it being on board, all washed and gutted, and
we scoffed it straight after it was cooked.
Overheard on the SSB an
interesting conversation this morning, between two other kid boats doing the
crossing. It went something like,'Why are we doing this?'
'I can't answer that,
why didn't we take a plane?'
As Steve said,'Everyone at
home seems really excited that we are doing this trip, but I don't feel excited
at all, just tired'.
Don't get me wrong, we are
not wallowing around in regret, moral is high and all is well aboard the good
ship Sarah Grace.......although Chris informs me that we have bust the main
Mimi says: 'It was amazing
when we caught the fish, and a bit on the boat is broke. Dad and Steve are
trying to sort out the matter'.
Otti says: 'Otti says we
have heaps of pipe cleaners out today and it is really fun, and we caught a
Chris says: 'Mr Fixit is
hard at work, send new 'u' bolt by