Looking around; the horizon is a perfect circle with us bang
in the centre. Obvious, yes, but there are no rollers or white horses, the sea
is calm and sky overcast. Difficult to grasp that we are still miles from land in
the Atlantic Ocean. It feels as if we could be anywhere, except it is December
and the sea is 29 degrees C and air must be 36 at least. The cabin is roasting
and we’re melting.
Spirits remain high and we are beginning to dare dreaming of
our destination St.Lucia. I think a Betelgeuse rum cocktail needs inventing, along
with a Bellatrix, Sirius, Polaris etc.
The crew is slowly going mad, currently Claire, Richard and
Pete are fully life jacketed up and attached on the foredeck, awaiting orders
to drop the spinny, whilst singing ‘we are sailing’ at full volume. Ear plugs
come in useful both day and night. Oh no, now it’s ‘Joseph’.
Proper rain in the night, good for Gill gear though I still haven’t
worn my boots yet at all, at all.
Great grub again yesterday with yummy salad made by our
master chef Claire and her sous chef Will followed by falafel to rival the best
in Jerusalem.
Jonnie, taking full advantage whilst his crew were below,
thought he get an extra 0.25 of a knot by hauling in the 2 lines carefully put
out by fishermen extraordinaire Richard and Will. The result, a spagetti junction
which took Will about 1 hour to untangle and the eventual inevitable sharp knife,
sadly still no more fish on our platters .
Miss and thank you all for your love and
support.xxxxxxxxooooooxxxxxxx
By the Charlotte