Falcon - Crossing Day 4

Distance run last 24 hrs 175 nautical miles. Distance to Grenada 1491 nm.

We start today’s blog report with an observation; for the fourth day in a row, skipper Ade has mirrored my chosen yachting attire for the day. Bev thinks this is cute, and has likened it to Arnie and Danny Devito in the film comedy ‘Twins’ (not sure who’s supposed to be who!). I, however, have a different perception and am more inclined to believe something more sinister, as per pschyo thriller ‘Single White Female’, is afoot… I’ve noted the way the skipper looks at me and have taken to sleeping with one eye open! I wonder if they’ll pick Brad Pitt or Tom Cruise to play me in sequel ‘Single Tanned Cruiser’? I’m pretty sure the guy who played Herman Munster has it in the bag to play Ade!

We’ve been exploring more ways to entertain ourselves to pass time aboard our blue-hulled water chariot. In the process, we’ve discovered that, through the medium of old comedy (COVID era) podcasts, comedians clearly weren’t that funny during the pandemic; maybe acute loss of satirical wit is an unrecognised symptom of the pesky virus that kept us locked down and hostage to these faux entertainers? Either way podcasts were irretrievably delivered to Room 101, and an alternative source of entertainment searched for. This was soon found, in the form of who can generate the smuttiest combination from the ‘What Three Words’ geo-location app which works perfectly in the Atlantic delivering laugh after laugh. This game is funny enough just as it is, but we have taken it a step further in trying to order fast food to be delivered to our ‘rude remoteness’… so far a flakey satcom link has denied us true comedy gold from this naughty boy prank!

Music continues to add a significant element to our passage. Bev likes both kinds of music - ‘country’ and ‘western’ - and tortures my aural senses with tracks such as ‘achy breaky hearts’, ‘dogs named blue’, and ‘lonesome divorcees on the bottle again’ at every opportunity. What makes this further intolerable, are Ade’s accompanying interpretive dance movements; I suspect he has been drinking the salt water! At least some level of musical normality was achieved however with a Quentin Tarantino themed happy hour selection of tunes. We rounded off boogy time with a taste of the Caribbean to come, playing’Jamming’ by the late great Bob Marley… ironic really given that ‘jamming’ was exactly what the genoa did to cause us so much grief last night!

That’s it for today blog pickers. Tune in tomorrow, same Bat time same Bat channel, for more variations of the truth aboard SV Falcon…