25 February 2020 | Scarborough Marina, Brisbane
21 February 2020 | 59 Miles To Go
20 February 2020 | 114 Miles East Of Australia
19 February 2020 | 220 Miles East Of Gold Coast Seaway
19 February 2020 | 262 Miles To Gold Coast Seaway
18 February 2020 | 304 Miles East Of Gold Coast Seaway
18 February 2020 | 328 Miles To Go
17 February 2020 | 423 Miles To Go
17 February 2020 | 423 Miles To Go
16 February 2020 | 505 Miles East Of The Gold Coast
15 February 2020 | 617 Miles To Go
14 February 2020 | 755 Miles To Go
13 February 2020 | 888 Miles To The Gold Coast
12 February 2020 | 1032 Miles To The Gold Coast
11 February 2020 | 580 Miles North Of The Waikato
11 February 2020 | 1167 Miles To Home
10 February 2020 | 1300 Miles To Home
10 February 2020 | 1309 Miles To The Gold Coast
09 February 2020 | 1460 Miles To The Gold Coast Seaway
Another Ripping Yarn
24 May 2018 | 65 Miles East of Cape Horn
2:00pm Thursday 24th May 2018
Maybe Iâm going about it the wrong way but things are not going quite right. Last night we were supposed to get just a solid breeze from the North West or North North West but instead it was strong and squally from the West or North West. This meant putting in the second reef in the main and eventually furling the staysail. This was OK for a while but it gradually eased in the early hours so the staysail was unfurled quite early in the morning. With further easing the staysail was furled and the jib run out but a few hours later a funny snapping sound had me looking at this great tear in the jib. The breeze was then about six knots from the North and because the bolt rope seemed to have a few extra loops round the foil it was decided that I would not try to slide the sail down in case it jammed in this neighbourhood which has somewhat of a reputation. Consequently I furled it up which seemed to go satisfactorily and here I am sitting it out in a gentle roll with absolutely no wind for the last four hours. On the bright side I have a spare jib if I can get this one down, which I doubt, or fly it loose footed. As well I have those two spinnakers to fly in the reputed balmy breezes of the South Pacific. The slices of mutton leg fried up with turnip potatoes and kale was absolutely delicious.
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