Day 14

Zepher
Chris & Lyn Darch
Mon 10 Dec 2007 12:44
15:46.20N
50:33.16W
 
Just as we were getting excited as we romped towards the rum punch and sandy beaches, the wind refused to play ball and died away and turned towards the south sending us a bit the wrong way rolling in the swells. Then to cap it all an important bit of the fabulous twin headsail rig let go in the middle of the night. So the old iron sail took over and we managed to get a bit more south back and suffered the rolling, the rain and the noise until sunrise when with first light the main went up and we have been sailing at least. While the rest of the crew effect repairs to the rig, I have been allocated the blogging role.I must say that despite all setbacks the morale of the crew remains high. The availability of pieces of Graemes most excellent cold bread pudding left over from the other evening has certainly contributed and we must add that Captain Fluffy has provisioned well and although definitely not miserable we are certainly fed up.
 
There was a bit of a panic on the feeding front as the fork quota began to reduce and we had visions of waiting with anxiuos hunger for our turn with the one remaining fork at meal tiime. The cacophany of rumbling stomachs during this process was a horror to contemplate.So last night Graeme took us hunting cutlery and this proved almost as excitingas hunting lions but not nearly as dangerous. We bagged a large variety of cutlery species as well as an unexpected bonus in brace of scissors  We see it as a possible ecological holiday safari opporrtunity and you could find a franchise near you soon.
 
Roger took his role of mother quite to heart yesterday and was a sight to behold wearing just the frilly pinny and a pair of shorts, a little number he insisted on wearing throuhout his shift. His galley skills are certainly improving and I suspect that with a little more practice he will become almost adept.
 
Some more ships have passed in the night. We had to sit Chris down and make sure he was calm before we let him know that one yacht may well have actually passed us, but fortunately he took it very well and the restraints or threat of the veg locker were not required..
 
With the watermaker working the longed for hot showers were a delight., but the humidity was such that as soon as we dried off we were damp with sweat again. So pity us all you who enjoy the cooler Northern climes while we struggle in temperatures approaching 30C.
 
The happy crew send love and missing yous to all friendsand families
 
Signing off Diana.(Moral & Entertainments Officer)