Calypso - Later that week...

Yesterday and Today, whichever days those are!

You get days, where not much really happens, but at the end of it you find you've been busy the whole time. Well we've had a couple of those; after all the fish, the leak (drip, not vegetable), polishing and this and that. And then this morning, peace, a nice steady breeze, not too much of a sea, everyone either asleep, or sitting quietly contemplating the morning.

So there we all were, each of us quietly enjoying the morning in our own way; sleeping, checking the weather forecast, or gazing idly up into the rigging. And that is exactly what Dave was doing this morning, gazing idly up at the sails, then not so idly peering at the leech of the genoa (the leech is what we call the back edge for some reason, and genoa is our name for the big one at the front), then...

"err... is that a tear up there skipper?"

"where?"

"there!" (remind you of a song?)

"oh fudge!"

Sure enough, a tear, not a huge one, but with all the potential to turn into a huge, very unpleasant one if something wasnt done about it.

There's a short period of digging through the sail repair bag, pulling out all sorts of sticky back material until the perfect one for the job is found (fingers crossed), and then a slightly longer period of contemplation as to how best to get the relevant bit of sail close enough to the sticky back material for it to be any use.

And the product of all this thinking? Should be obvious really - send the skipper up the forestay with the sticky tape, a pair of scissors, and  few other odds and ends that may or may not be useful.

Well we won't dwell on the details any further, suffice to say, job done, skipper returned to what passes for solid ground in these parts, and off we go again.


Oh and I almost forgot... we are once again a properly fragrant ship! Showers all round today, and quite a lot of smiling and satisfied sighing to go with them!

There's not much else to report right now, and I have to go plan the porridge schedule for the morning. So I'll bid you a good night.

A Bientot
Chef du Porridge