Aunt Jamima 40:05.3N 37:44.5W From Newport 1553 miles, to Teceira 502
Ellatrout3
Fri 18 Jul 2014 20:37
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I changed the ships clock today to GMT -2
hours, those in the UK are on GMT+1hour, i.e. BST (British Summer Time).
I'm rather interested in the time standard for Flores because it is so far west
of the rest of Europe lying on longitude 31 degrees west? I'll let you
know when I get there.
Because it is so warm any food left over from my
evening meal has to be eaten, ideally by lunch time the following day. So if I
do an Ella Trout hash, which would normally provide 3 or more meals, I have to
reduce the size and eat whatever is left the following lunchtime.
Having eaten heartily at lunchtime I don't need another dinner in the
evening. What to eat? Well one good solution I have
found I imported from America:- Aunt Jamima's pancakes!!!!.
They're quick and easy to make, just a mixing bowl and a frying pan and you
can have them sweet or savory; it works well. They're not thin like
english pancakes, they're thick and I've had them with baked beans, corned beef,
syrup, sugar and lemon juice and various left overs; very tasty! They
also serve as a lunch time snack. You can't beat Aunt Jamima's
pancakes!
The weather has been very warm and cloudy for the last 3
days but the wind has been kind allowing me to sail staight to Flores at well
over a hundred miles a day, something I could only dream about going east. I'm
still ahead of the windless centre of the Azores High and keeping just a bit
north so that with luck it will pass just south of me. Flores is 250 miles
away and just to put it in perspective with the rest of the Islands I will
still have another 250 miles to sail when I leave there. I'll have
to watch the weather to make sure I allow enough time to get to Terceira to meet
the family on the 28th, the wind gods may not be so obliging as they have been
recently
Another day has passed and another 100 miles of ocean has
slid under our keel, I've seen no wild life and no ships. It's all very quiet in
this latitude.
Talk again tomorrow,
Love Poppa/Dad/Roger
Ps Mary, I thought all the cake had gone, but low and
behold I was rummaging in the dry locker one last piece materialised before
me. It definitely won't get as far as Bardsey sound.
R
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