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Crossing Biscay 1
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The sun was shining, most of the time, and a
blustery west-norwest wind sent us on our way in style. A small
group of common dolphins showed up to see us on our way - it was
delightful to have the added dimension of the hydrophone for listening
to their racket! The wind moderated as evening fell, and was light
variable by 2100hrs, a chance to charge the batteries as we motored
along on the moonlit sea. What a difference the moon makes when
the nights are getting long!
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| By morning the wind was freshening
from the sou-south-east and slowly veering. Anna M was sailing very
powerfully to windward; the new staysail from UKMcWilliams of Crosshaven
making a big difference, filling the gap between the working jib and
the mainsail that they have already supplied. However we were being
forced well to the westward, not that this bothered me, for it would
no doubt make some valuable windward ground eventually. For a while
we were followed by a school of 5 or 6 pilot whales. |
| Our noon
position on the 24th October was 49.47' N and 10.45'W. We had been
sailing nearly due west and it was time to go about. Now the sea was
a grey waste, relieved a little by plenty of gannets and gracefully
swooping great shearwaters, those astonishing Atlantic wanderers who
all breed on Tristan da Cunha in the South Atlantic, and a few common
dolphins. By evening the wind was sou-west force 6/7 and the glass
falling though not desperately low at 997 mb. We had three reefs down
and eventually took the stay-sail down too, but at 0200 hrs on the
25th we still making 4.5 knots, now a little east of south and in
the direction of La Coruna, 326 miles away. The glass stopped falling
but 'first rise after low, foretells a stronger blow' was true as
usual. |
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| For a while
in the afternoon I reckoned the wind was gale force 8, but Anna M
was still able to make progress, with the storm jib set. As night
fell the wind moderated to about force 6, and we were able to set
the staysail again and then the No 1 jib, though there was a dirty
sea running with waves about 5 metres high. |
| Anna M took some nasty knocks, everything
was damp inside, and in the early hours of the morning we became aware
of water sloshing around in the fore-peak, over the floor-boards.
After bailing out with buckets I discovered the blocked limber hole
that was preventing the water from draining to the main bilge properly,
and also that she had sprung a nasty leak on the lee bow. It became
necessary to pump about 2 minutes out of every 10, but at least it
was a considerable relief to find that the flow was getting no worse. |
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