Riding the wave of coming winds
13-12 01:15 board time Today was, again, a super day sailing! The waves have gradually increased to about 2,5 meters.
13-12 01:15 board time Today was, again, a super day sailing! The waves have gradually increased to about 2,5 meters.
This also meant that we had already done over 200 miles of our 3000 and we are now officially doing everything in our power to make this an official Cape Horn rounding, sailing 3000 miles uninterrupted and crossing the 50'South on both the pacific and South Atlantic side.
11-12 01:30 board time WIND! We started sailing again in the early hours of the past day. Setting the mainsail.
It looked promising, a breeze picked up that we had not seen on the weather forecast and as we turned of the engine, we set the mainsail and nr 1 jib, doing about 6 knots under sail! What a relieve. Silence for a few hours and as the waves had calmed down, it was really pleasant on deck. I even took out a big Cuban sun hat, as there were hardly any clouds.
The next 150 miles south have to be made before that high is there, otherwise we will also lose the wind to the north of a low pressure area passing us to the south..
8-12 02:50 board time We were sailing so beautifully. The wind was turning as we expected, we were going south.
We have left Easter Island behind us and are bound for Cape Horn. We left on a perfectly sunny, pacific.
We are eager to make the boat move as well as possible. Trimming the sails and bringing the art of helming down to perfection! As gracefully as the Sooty Shearwater, the little Tecla glides with out moving her wings. She seems to know the way for she does not need much encouragement! Time is spent telling stories of travels far and wi
The spot we were anchored in was only a couple of cables of the surf break! Although I did not find any place to stowe my boards this spring it was awesome to watch these people go at it. O'Neill the man who invented the wet suit lived only a few miles away from here.
The pour mutilated number two spent most of our world trip shamefully folded away on deck. It was not until Freemantle, Australia when she came back to live. Some of her creme pannels had to be replaced with some white ones. She bares her scares well, and is ever so eager.
