turned the corner
Bandit
David Morgan and Brenda Webb
Thu 3 Apr 2014 18:13
06:34S 93:05W
miles covered last 24 hours 171
After 36
hours of fairly lumpy and uncomfortable conditions we were both rather
grumpy. It’s just impossible to do anything when it’s like this –
everything requires huge effort. I managed to handwash a few things
and David tied himself on and hung them out on the lifeline – within minutes
we’d taken on a huge wave and they were saturated with saltwater! It would
take a gale to stop David making our morning coffee...every day at 11 he
religiously turns out a fantastic cup of espresso with hot, frothy milk, no
matter what the conditions. I managed to force myself in the galley to
make a banana cake to go with it – all our bananas have ripened at once so we’re
busy eating as many as we can.
Yesterday
afternoon, after studying the grib files at length, we opted to alter course and
come around and start heading west. We’d been heading due south for two
days in an effort to get down into the trade wind belt and avoid the ITCZ (inter
tropical convergence zone) which is full of thunderstorms and
squalls. Altering course brought the wind more aft and within a few
hours the waves seemed to get kinder and the wind settled at around 18
knots. Suddenly things started to get a bit easier although it’s still
rolly. Hopefully we’ve turned the corner – literally.
While
David was off watch sleeping yesterday afternoon I noticed sails on the
horizon. Southern Cross, who we left Cristobal with, had disappeared from
our sights the day before but on our morning radio sked they weren’t that far
away. I hailed them on VHF and sure enough it was them. Odd to be in
such a vast ocean and see friends just a few miles away. We saw
their light in the night but by this morning we were again many miles
apart.
Meanwhile,
more banal matters – dunce of the day prize on Bandit today goes to me. I
opened the washing machine to find it full of clothes I’d washed after our
island tour.....four days ago. Amazingly it didn’t smell too much and so
we hung it up in the saloon and it dried.
We just had
3 strikes on the fishing lines but no fish
landed-yet. |