I have learned that there exists photographic
evidence of the light-fingered culprit in flagrante delecto
stealing chocolate from the, rapidly depleting, Captains
store. The photo has not reached me yet and I suspect a
crooked deal to stop it getting into my hands - in which case two
individuals are likely to experience the pleasure of my
cat-o'-ninetails across their backs. I may have to indulge in a little
'persuasion' myself to get it but get it I will. I have also had it, from a
very reliable source, that the young whipper-snapper, who
definitely looks guilty to me, has a lifelong history of snaffling
chocolate. Apparently he developed an extraordinarily strong attraction to
it before he was out of nappies. The case is building. Watch this
space.
Meantime, against all predictions, we actually
found a bit of wind yesterday and made quite good progress - 126nm in 24 hours.
What's more, after a night of motoring through the still dark hours, the
GRIB files (downloaded wind charts) this morning show that the
Azores 'High' has drifted
south bringing favourable westerly winds just to
the north of us. We are currently motoring north, as quickly
as the grumbling old Yanmar engine can take us, to try to catch
them.
Log authored by
Peter.