It was another windless passage, not entirely surprising to
us, as we knew they would be “light.”
This one was different though in that we didn’t have enough diesel to
motor the whole way. We haven’t
filled up since American Samoa and we’ve been motoring quite a bit, so this
passage we had to save a little.
We flew the spinnaker in some of the lightest winds ever, making about
2.5 knots for a day’s average.
Talk about mundane. Then we
hit a storm that gave us some 25-30 knot winds and were able to make
significant ground with just the jib out.
All the while, bucking a 2-3 knot current. Jimmy Cornell’s passage making book (kind of the bible, if
you will, for sailors) talks about a sporadic current, but for us, it has been
extremely consistent for the last 500 miles. Where we would normally make 5 – 6 knots under motor, we were
only making 2.5 – 4.0.
Out of 16 days at sea over the past 3 weeks, we’ve had about
4-5 good days of sailing, 9-10 days of flat calm, and one day of nothing but
squalls. That day was the last
day. After that first storm, and
seeing how it moved us along pretty well, we started actually hoping for
squalls so we could sail and cut the engines off. Be careful what you wish for. We never saw anything over 30 knots but on our last day,
they were everywhere. And the
winds were coming from all different directions as well as the waves. It was the only time I’ve ever actually
seen a squall slow a boat down. We
were still motoring but with the current and the waves on our nose, we actually
lost a knot or two with ever squall.
Finally, in the last 12 hours, even though we were still getting rain we
finally started to move a bit more.
The bad part was the bucking back and forth. We’ve certainly been in worse weather, but after days and
days of no weather, it was a lot to get used to.
Despite the weather, moods were surprisingly high and it
turned out to be a pretty good passage.
Cabin fever was kicking in for some of our shorter crew, so we believe
we arrived in the nick of time.
Without giving a day by day blow, here are some highlights
of the passage:
- Stopping to clean the prop. We gained a complete knot just by knocking of some barnacles, all the while, boosting crew moral with a little swim in this stifling heat.
- Science experiments. We made boats from our trash and tested them in a bucket of saltwater. We watched water evaporate (well not literally “watched) from a bowl of seawater to leave salt. We made a rainwater measuring device to be used in Majuro to measure rainfall each day.
- We caught another deep sea fish, this one with sticky goo all over it. Andy said it was the nastiest stuff he had ever had on his hands and took forever to clean off.
- Andy and Jake had one very long monopoly game where Jake learned the meaning of bankrupt and tycoon.
- Trying to think of different ways to cook the same thing. How many ways can you cook canned corn, canned mushrooms, canned beans, sundried tomatoes, canned tomatoes, onions, garlic?, chayote, and cheese? If you throw in pasta, rice and the occasional homemade bread, you would be surprised.
Note the little boats we made...he's checking to see which ones float. |
His tinfoil raft was the best. |
So here we are in Majuro. We’re optimistic about what it has to offer. Our guidebooks say there is a
restaurant called Monica’s and another one called Savannah’s. Surely there is something for us here.
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