Wibble
'Sarf & West mate, Sarf & West'
Pete Bernfeld
Sat 14 Jun 2008 12:21
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44.21.23N 008.07.62W 1200UTC
14/06
Wibble, wibble wibble wibble.....wibble
wibble...
Loosely translated that means I'm OK because the
dolphins talk to me. The problem is I had a philosophical argument with a marine
mammal about the meaning of life...... and lost!
Just when I thought I'd regained my grip, just
before dawn this morning I saw something reflected in the loom of the stbd nav
light..... Slocum's ghost, moths...bats?????? Watching more awake I noticed
there were two 'apparitions', with wings, turning over the nav light, diving
down towards the sea then re-appearing off the starboard quarter flying along
the deck and starting again. Lapwings, I think. Narrow wings, not up on bird
spotting.
Anyway, the forecast is for SW F5 to 6 tomorrow,
with rain. Guess which way I'm headed? Yup, got it in
one.
I've decided to make for Camarinos instead of
Muros. 'Should' [tempting fate here] be there about the time the weather
turns iffy. Right now I'm still powering ahead (my wallet is sulking and won't
speak to me) with main set, giving me a bit of lift now and again. Wind is ENE
F2-3, sea still slight, about 1-2 metre swell and the sky is becoming overcast.
Let's see now....'uno cervesa, por favor?'.
Incidentally, I'm keeping a plot on the Biscay
chart I used on the crossing with Ocean Freedom. I'm 30-odd miles, 13 years and
eight days away from where I was, if you see what I mean. [On reflection, I
don't see what I mean, but I'll think about it!]
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