Day 19/20 312 nautical miles from land.
Zepher
Chris & Lyn Darch
Fri 13 Jun 2008 23:36
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09:07.37S
133:38.77W
Hi Bloggers.
It cookie here , Veg man , news from our
destination , via the ssb last night , one of the vessels that transited the
canal with us in April was a small catamaran called "Slipner with and Austrian
couple onboard , we had spoken to them on a number of occasions in the Panama
yacht club , the centre for rumour control and all the dirt on the canal
transits, anyway as we got to the Galapagos they were leaving to go to the
Marquises, we waved to each other on passing with the usual pleasantry exchanged
and wished them a safe journey, anyway they hit the remains of a log raft three
days,I think it was the remains of Thor Hiadals last attempt to prove that
sombody went from A to B a long time ago anyway it hasnt made a couple of
Austrians that chuffed about his theory ! they were 300nm out from the
Galapagos and limped 2700 nm to the nearest island in the Marquises group , my
guess is that if they had been holed in the front the best way to travel would
be down wind if they had made a temporary repair as opposed to going back to
windward in 10 to 12 ft swells! anyway they have limped on to the destination
that we will be at in a few days and other yachts I think will be able to assist
with repairs , well enough to get them to Tahiti , another 800 nm away
.
Im Back into Fanny's cook book today I hope
my flan taste like , wait for it , the way Johnny liked it ! the flan that is
...
Over to Innocent Rob....
Slipner is a wooden boat so Chris has been digging
out his six inch nails to help with repairs. To those of you who have
shown concern over our choice of rivets in our mast repair, thanks, but they are
only ephemeral and will be replaced by the correct ones at the soonest
opportunity.
The wind dropped last night, and we spent most of
the night doing less than five knots. (127 miles in last 24 hours) I
was fully expecting to be blamed for lack of wind this morning, but it's not
come to that yet. Perhaps I am just getting paranoid. It's living in
such a cooped up environment. Some call it cabin fever. My mother in
law has said I am getting obsessed about food, but I haven't started seeing the
others as chickens yet.
More on food. Chris has been spied delving
into the patisserie book today, and has spent all morning in the
galley. I think he is cooking up something special for Ruth who is 30
something today. Lyn also got me out of a spot of bother this morning by
knocking up a cool birthday card for me to hand to Ruth when she got up.
I'd forgotten to get one. I guess I'll have to take them all out for a
meal once we hit (not literally I hope) land.
Scooter man has come back to me suggesting the
Bonneville's and Norton's are no better than agricultural machinery. I
guess he might have a point, and I don't miss all those nights spent in the shed
getting it ready for the next day, but you have still got to love them for
their character. My last bike was actually a sprint, and it could hold
it's own among any of it's rivals.
Back to studying celestial navigation now.
Problem is it just sends me to sleep.
Bye from the happy navigators.
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