Whaddawewant? We want a mahi mahi or Dorado or something else blue and shiny, and we want it now. All we ever seem to do is lose bits of our lines. Many multicoloured squid and wobbling thingies have we lost and nary a tiddler to show for it. Tuesday 29th was pretty kind to us and allowed us to trundle on at 6 to 8 knots with our trademark 3 white sail rig. We could have tried harder and hoisted a large floppy coloured thingy but we had learnt not to trust that fluky little 20 knot tailwind. Or perhaps we're just lazy. Anyway today consisted of more sock drying, a bit of one armed sunspanner wrestling, cured spanish jamon and cheese, fruitcake and earl grey tea, and a bit of frantic midday battling with a burst of 25 knots with 2.5 metre swells. David discovered that pasta jars don't bounce and that gravity causes the red stuff inside to get everywhere. His tuna pasta gunge was pretty good all the same.
AM Weds 30th
Overnight last night the wind fell lighter and became more fluky, and a big crossing swell and sea gave us an uneasy corkscrewing motion which required constant helm and sail trimming. All a bit tired this morning and looking forward to our 2nd ever bacon and egg brekkie. The whole day has been declared 'half-way day' as its impossible to define exactly what half way is (time, log distance, straight line distance etc). Nick says he will have a seawater wash on deck and then bake bread and 'stick bits in it'. David says he would like a mid Atlantic swim. Difficult in a 2 metre swell....but we'll have a look this evening. Still pootling along under our strange rig, but perhaps we'll regain courage today to put up one of the coloured beasties so we can gain a few more miles. Anyway must go as brekkie preps and daily radio net calls.
Position 16d 49.4 N; 36d 8.1 W
Tootle Pip
Mike, David, & Nick on RAPAREE
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