With such a featureless horizon, the passing of a cargo ship one and a half miles astern becomes noteworthy. The AIS data suggested it was heading for Portsmouth but not whether that is Portsmouth Virginia or Hampshire but judging from its course, it looks like Portsmouth UK although that is a Naval portā¦ā¦..
The temperature has dropped sufficiently to render sleeping less of a sweaty ordeal and more of a pleasure and the return to sailing as opposed to motoring means I can open my transom portlight without suffering the ingress of diesel fumes. Having said that, the wind has been capricious and we have been āon the cuspā of sailing/motoring for most of the day. With the wind increasing on the edge of the squalls, we even reefed at one stage and tracking other AIS signals, it is clear that other yachts are having the same dilemma and using their engines on occasion.
Confession time: For the second morning on this passage I have been late on watch at 0200. The first time I was expecting a call but Barry was expecting me to have set an alarm. As a result of this misunderstanding, I set alarms for the whole passage on my phone and duly took it to bed with me. Imagine my horror when I checked my watch and I was late AGAIN. Checking the phone alarm log, it says āAlarm silenced after one minuteā, whether that means that I silenced it or it timed out is not clear. What is clear is that it is unacceptable and I have told Barry he can sleep until he wakes naturally and we need to instigate a fool proof system. Barry says he knocked my door and I didnāt hear. I AM MORTIFIED.
The pressure cooker was dusted off for yesterdayās main meal. We had bought a pack of 4 chicken thighs in Nanny Cay and this was mixed with a variety pack of pulses, a large tin of tomato puree, onions, garlic, stock cubes and white wine from an indifferent box. This normally would be enough for 4 with some broth for the following day but, in the event, we had āsecond helpingsā and wolfed practically all of it in the one sitting!
Jobs completed included further spray hood stitching and the āhandingā of the jib sheets. We have served dyneema outer sleeving over the sheets for about 2 feet and sewn and whipped it in place.
It is now captivated in the clew bowline and should offer a resistance to chafe next time we āpole outā.
Sourcing a replacement cockpit VHF remote handset is proving to be harder than expected. My Raymarine supplier is on holiday as is Barryās. So I have had to invoke the might of ATOM to crack this nut. It seems the unit is obsolete and Raymarine will only repair, not supply. The latest situation is that a unit may be on its way from Ebay, hopefully in time for Ollie to bring out to Bermuda. It is slightly perverse that I am so exercised about a piece of kit which is a nicety, not an essential when we encountered one yacht whose sole means of navigation is an ipad!
Nick
Just how do I get a reply posted?
First Offence 20 lashes, second offence 100 lashes.
Pictorial evidence to be posted.
Barry find that door bell device `The Master` tried to make Bob and I use last trip. I found pressing it unceasingly was enough to raise the `kraken` from the depths.
I have also a suggestion as to were you could insert the VHF handset.
Safe voyage my lads
Stephen
I am not at all surprised by Nick’s confession! I strongly suspect that Stephen will have the same thought since it was he who consistently drew the short straw and had to wake Nick to come on watch on the way across the Atlantic, East to West. The only time that we didn’t have to wake Nick was when he needed a pee or when we had caused some unusual motion of the boat! It’s amazing how he makes it sound so out of character! Don’t fall for it Bazzer!