There is no doubt that finding original material for a blog does
become more difficult in the middle part of a passage - somewhere between the
excitement of departure and the anticipation of arrival. Like the last two days,
today has been warm and sunny, variably sultry and, for the most part, light
winds which means our daily mileage has been less than hoped for. Some are
regretting their sweepstake predictions!
However life has been far from humdrum -
As the wind eventually died and we started to motor Matt stopped
the yacht for 20mins so that those that wished could swim. Despite me humming the theme tune from “Jaws”
all except Matt and I jumped in and cavorted around a line streamed from the
stern and attached to a fender. Fabs gave a passable impression of a rope
dancing dolphin.
The other big event of the day was the replacement of the toilet
pump in the girls’ cabin. Mike and an ever eager Fabs were stripped to the waste
in the cramped confines of the heads and refitted the pump. Good effort; I
wanted to help guys but you know I had to do the washing up.
As the normal world of
currency fades the one of barter emerges. Jan has been especially fortunate in
holding a number of useful cards…..the supply of fresh linen he found underneath
his bunk, clean “2014 Great Escape “ T-shirts and a supply of flavouring for
plain water called Crystal Light ( Crystal Meth to the rest of the crew ). All these assets are carefully bartered
for promises of drinks bought for him on arrival in St Lucia.
Oh, and if anyone is wondering why I didn’t get in and swim too?
Lets just say when you’ve got pecs like mine you don’t want to show anyone
up.
David