Day 19 - All aboard the briny rollercoaster ride

A year afloat: to the Caribbean and back
Sam and Alex Fortescue
Thu 9 Dec 2010 14:09
13:46.63N
45:05.73W
 
Today the crew has been  in a reflective mood. As often happens when one is a mere 900 nautical miles from one's destination, thoughts turn to 'what next'. Not so much in a sailing context, because it's pretty clear that St Lucia, then Grenada etc is the order of the year. It's more a question of what happens when we get back to London.
 
One option being discussed this morning is the purchase of Mike Lucas' boat repair and brokerage business in Devon. This could be exactly the change in lifestyle and direction that is required - no more donkey work in London offices. Graham's been weighing in with some advice on running a small business (first concentrate on making customers happy - profits will follow). And Will has forthright views on valueing a business in a downturn. Could be something to think about...
 
We crashed through the 1000-mile to go mark late last night, as Summer Song surfed and careered down the big following seas. We had two reefs in the main and a well reefed gib during the night and buzzed along at about 7 knots in 16 knots of wind. The crew have become accustomed to the new movement of the boat (surfing rather than wallowing) and slept well, although there were some complaints of queasiness from Graham - banished with ginger sweets.
 
We reeled off nearly 160 miles yesterday, thanks in large part to the waves shoving us along unevenly from behind. We won't do as much today, but we'll beat our 5 knot average comfortably. Will has unhooked the wind vane steering in favour of more 'accurate' hand steering to try to keep boat speed high.
 
Sadly, everyone else is benefiting from the same conditions, and we seem to be falling through the rankings after a climb to vertiginous number 102 in the fleet. Obviously, our maverick spinnaker-at-night tactics earlier in the race put us in a good position. All the same, the good news is a likely arrival before the deadline for entries on the 17th December - after almost four weeks at sea!
 
There has also been much talk of babies and the joys of parenthood from Will and Graham. Little Tabitha is sorely missed by her father, who lets not a day pass without some fond reminiscence of a smile, a gurgle or a tantrum (few and far between, apparently). We're all looking forward to seeing her witness our arrival, and the pressure is on to do so in baby-friendly hours. Apparently Jesse has requested a 'lap of the island' from us if we arrive during the dark. We'll see, but I suspect the temptation of a rum punch will overcome the undoubted attractions of another 100 miles at sea...