Cheviot Island

Farr Gone Blog
Stuart Cannon
Thu 13 Oct 2011 02:22
This trip has proven full of unexpected developments. After leaving Percy and sailing along happily for several hours at good speed a nasty bit of weather appeared ahead. It turned out to be quite malevolent with extraordinary lightening and high winds. Forced to drop sails and punch into it with the motor it took several hours to get past it and the electricity was making my hair stand on end, well what's left of it, I had just finished giving the head a mow. At least the rain washed the hair clippings off the deck.
Decided it was all too hard and headed for Cheviot Island where no Prime Ministers have drowned. Unusual place with great rocks and a tiny harbor which thankfully I had to myself. No room for anyone else. The wind stayed fresh all night and by six I was ready to go again. As soon as I got about a mile from the island the wind vaporized. Now the boat is moving along at the grand speed of two knots in a manner very reminiscent of the doldrums but without the beauty. Sails are flapping and the heat is quite oppressive but hey we are moving. At this rate it could take a week to get south. It is now midday and I can still make out Cheviot Island in the distance so progress is slight. Ah the joys.

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