Day 14
Zepher
Chris & Lyn Darch
Mon 10 Dec 2007 12:44
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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)
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