Into the Atlanic

Position
20 51.3N 64 36.72W Wed
6th May Into
the Atlantic After
a settled night in the Cooper Island anchorage, we woke to damp grey and humid
morning, that the forecast confirmed as a rather dirty trough that would be
stuck over the Caribbean for a few days. It did mean good winds for Bermuda,
though rather full of rain and squalls, so plan A became plan B and we headed
for Sopers Hole to service the engine and take on final fuel and water. Arriving
at the marina, the heavens opened, and it stoned rain for most of the rest of
the day delivering several inches of water and a dirty brown run-off through the
bay – shades of when we were here with Geoff and Val. Still by the end of the
day, the decks were clear, dinghy packed and sundry lines, fenders, spare fuel
and the outboard stuffed into the shower. A final local meal in Kellys, game of
pool and ver beers set the scene for an early night. By
eight on Tuesday, the bowels of the engine were exposed, and just over two hours
latyer tucked away again, oil and filters changed and a new impeller coaxed into
place. By twelve we were on our way to White Bay on Joost for sandwich lunch and
a final swim. This a stunning spot. Ivan shuffled round in his bar pouring
drinks (soft only), and at 3.30 sharp Irie steamed slowly through the reef
channel after her final stop in the Caribbean islands. The
weather on Joost was great, but more threatening clouds hovered around, and by
the time we were a couple of miles clear, the pattern was established – heavy
rain squalls, 20 to 30knots of wind and occasional lightening. Still it was from
the east and the boat was soon crashing on her way at 7 to 8 knots, bow nosing
into the water and spray and rain flying. Darkness fell early due to the clouds
and the first night was bit uncomfortable below, though pretty simulating on the
two hour helm trickwithe the boat leaping around, torrential bouts of rain and
occasional bucketsof water lobbed in from the sneaky rogue wave.
Still, that was last night - we've just had a great lunch, the suns out, a reef's come out of the main and we're cracking on at 7.5 knts. Talking of which, knot of the day - an easy one to start - is thehumble ref knot.
The crew of Irie, and dog
Does Plymouth look like this?
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