Breakfast this morning was a “Jane Eaton Hash” expertly constructed by James and eaten with fresh coffee, to the strains of Santana blasting out of the cockpit speaker. I have discovered that the stainless instrument binnacle box makes and excellent steel
drum….much more engaging than air guitar.
After breakfast we had a go at sorting out the problems of a) the housing market, and b) the NHS, so I think by the time two weeks are over we should have our manifesto ready for the next election. Who would like to vote for the Atlantic Antics Party.
Can you have a triumvirate as Prime minister? I suppose we could each work a three day week so it would not be very stressful.
We are currently doing battle with our nemesis from Leg one, a bout called Argonaut (not sure if the owner is called Jason…He really should be, except that he is a crazy Dutchman. We thought we had left them miles behind so were rather alarmed to find
him popping up on the AIS only about 12 miles behind. A frantic hour of ‘tweaking’ by me followed once it was light enough to see the sails, and I am happy to report that we are now gaining on them-slowly.
We have been studying the weather forecast downloadable from PredictWind by satellite phone complete with routing advice. As you might expect from three mavericks we are not taking the advice but interpreting it and forming our own cunning plan which
is sure to be better isn’t it….Time will tell.
Currently the routing software has us arriving on the 4th, but we have every intention of beating that.
Whoever suggested downloading podcasts was a genius as they make the night watches fly by. The missing Cripto Queen had me so gripped last night that I unintentionally gave James and extra hour in bed.
That’s it for today!
Noon day sight first attempt 64.27%