A Fresh Breeze
Course: Northeast , 6 knots
Wind: Northwest, fresh
Weather: Sunny with some cloud. Sea: slight on a low swell
Day's Run: 108 miles
A great day for a sail, sun shining, nice fresh breeze on the beam, one reef in the mainsail, a bit of a sea running but pleasant, the odd splash over the rail, and the sea is a nice deep blue green instead of the usual monotonous grey it has been for the majority of this passage.. Just over 100 miles run over the last 24 hours with 140 miles to go to approaches to Galway Bay. At this stage I am continuing on in this direction, keeping my options open, I will re-assess this afternoon and decide whether to press on or bear away for Fastnet Rock and Cork.
It's the Irish Festival in Annapolis on the 21st so we need to be in an Irish pub to celebrate by then. Now isn't it a strange thing I can go anywhere in this whole wide world and find an Irish Pub, back in Annapolis I recommend the Galway Bay, I think there are more Irish Pubs in Annapolis then in Ireland, (only a minor exaggeration). But what are my chances of finding an Aussie Pub in Ireland? Not high I'd say. Now here's a business opportunity, pubs with the thermostat right up simulating about 45 degrees in the shade, someone in stubbies and singlet running a chook raffle. I volunteer my brother Mark, he could be the mascot, like Ronald McDonald is to the golden arches.
Drifted around a bit last night in light airs, moderate swell, slatting sails, but at 2 this morning the breeze freshened and is now near perfect. Unfortunately perfection is a precarious state, difficult to maintain, that perhaps is why it is perfect, the wind will continue to strengthen tonight, we shall see what young Dawn's rose-red fingers bring tomorrow.
All is well.
The last 24 hours have been quite satisfactory - apart from the food of course. I believe we have almost crossed the North Atlantic and do you think we could have enticed one little fish from this vast ocean into our little boat and more importantly into my digestive system. No, just hard tack and gruel! All very Dickensian. But not one to complian, so back to it ... Zzzzzz.
"Will anyone dare to tell me that business is more entertaining than fooling around among boats? He must have never seen a boat, or never seen an office, who says so . " Robert Louis Stevenson