St. Helena to the Caribbean - Day 13

Harmonie
Don and Anne Myers
Fri 25 Jan 2013 15:35
01:46.147N 34:28.402W
January 25, 2013
Life at a new tilt.
After several fits and starts throughout yesterday and last
night, the northeast wind appears to have won the battle - shoving the weaker,
more lovable southeast breeze back down below the equator where it
belongs. It's a good thing too because over the past 24 hours, we
went through three cycles of engine off - sails up - sail adjustments -
sails down - engine on while the northeast wind appeared, turned east, then
southeast, then died. Geez, we had forgotten how exhausting it is to
sail a boat. The eleven days we spent languishing about while
the downwind rig did all the work made us soft.
Thankfully, all that messy wind change stuff seems to be over
now as we sail fast (8 knots) on a broad reach in 15-20 knots of steady
northeast wind. The doldrums sweaty gray sky is giving way to a more
friendly cornflower blue filled with puffy white clouds. This
morning, the sunrise came with a nice orange glow instead of the
gradations of dull gray the doldrums gave us at dawn the previous two
days. It's a whole new world out here, and a whole new tilt. After
eleven days of mostly gentle rolling, we are now adjusting to a permanent
leftward-lean. With the wind just aft of the starboard beam, Harmonie
moves with a few center bounces, followed by a long lurch to port as
we sail up and over the northeast swell. Don claims this makes for
easier toilet use (the lids stay up much better when the boat leans to port),
easier refrigerator spelunking (the door doesn't swing wildly, although it still
takes great skill not to allow it to bash into the oven), and easier microwaving
(the food and glass plate shouldn't - note the use of the word 'shouldn't' -
shoot out of the microwave when on a starboard tack). I say it's a
difficult adjustment. Sitting at the helm, which is on the port side, one
must lean consistently to starboard to keep upright. Also, all the careful
planning associated with foot placement and hand holds for moving
safely about the boat while sailing downwind must be completely
reconfigured to compensate for the new leftward lean. This is not easy as
what was starting to come almost naturally, now must be deliberately
thought through before moving around from A to B. The good news is,
depending on how long it takes us to sail the remaining 1,720 miles, we have 8
or 9 or 10 days to develop a new system with which to move about the cabin
without bashing body parts or critical boat bits.
In other news:
The Namibian butternut squash was totally pissed off when it
didn't receive even the slightest honorable mention in the vegetable
blog. Its incessant whining forced us to take extreme
measures. We ate it. Since then, the onions' blank
grayish-black skin has taken on a decidedly accusatory sheen.
For dinner last night, (along with the whiny squash) we
had chicken that had gone through at least four freeze/thaw cycles.
We are happy to report no ill effects. Tonight, the last of the hamburger
will be made into meatloaf. Given the number of meatloaf meals consumed on
this voyage, it is predicted meatloaf will be conspicuously absent from our
land-lubber dinner fare for the foreseeable future.
Don is onto book seven. Four for me. However,
having to actually sail the boat yesterday severely cut into our reading
time. We hope to amend this situation as soon as we learn to live
with the new tilt.
2,030 miles down, 1,720 miles to go.
Anne
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