Yacht Ariel
Henry Adams
Wed 12 Dec 2007 14:15
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Position: 16:48N, 49:45W
Ahoy there,
Just a quick one today, but for a different reason
than normal. Although power continues to be an issue and the sea continues in
its seemingly eternal endeavour to drive us mad by constant rolling, the sun is
shining and there are only a few clouds in the sky. It must be about 30 degrees
and we're racing along at about 6 knots. All is well with the world apart from a
couple of exceptions, more about which in due course. The squalls we heard so
much about in pre-departure briefings have thus far, mercifully, been relatively
brief and managable by taking the tiller in hand for a while, whilst getting
drenched by torrential rain - quite good fun if it doesn't last too
long.
The only clouds on our horizon at the moment, are
twofold: firstly, we have still not encountered a whale (not a probelm in my
book, as I think such a meeting would be terrifying, yet the skipper seems most
disappointed by leviathon lethargy) and secondly, it seems we may have to admit
that we are not, after our first successes the brilliant sea anglers we seemed
to be. After literally four days fishing we have caught nothing more than the
sun and are fairly disappointed at the fact, especially when other boats seem to
have been catching monsters and fairly regularly - I think maybe we're going too
fast. I could really do with a fresh tuna steak...
Anyway, I eill stop dreaming of food as this is
rather a dangerous subject to get into. I have already dedicated a double-sided
spread in my journal, one being food I can expect and will overindulge in
in the Caribbean and one being all the food I will do my best to eat within the
first three days of my return to Britain. All I can say of the latter is that
it's going to be difficult.
Must go now as I have lunch waiting (a salami and
cheese baguette, since you ask (no, none of this has been refrigerated, but we
feel that ingesting germs and bacteria can only make one stronger)) and fancy
some more sunbathing. Bye for now then.
Lots of love
Foshy
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