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on the morning of the 26th, but it also backed fair south for
a while, before going to veer and freshen again. By 2100hrs
it was again blowing SW force 7/8. This time we struck all sail
except for the stay-sail; the old girl forged on at 3 knots,
but we were losing considerable ground to leeward. Now I was
glad of the westing we had put in early in the trip! However
the glass was rising all the time, and next morning, 27th, the
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Everyone
was in good shape and we had that winning feeling. By 1500 hrs however,
there was no wind at all, and we were motoring with only the main-sail
set close-sheeted in a filthy swell.
Fortunately that state of affairs did not last long. A blessed easterly
sprang up in the evening, and a fine night's sailing had our spirits'
rising further. Morning on the 28th revealed the Costa da Muerte under
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| A peachy day's sailing followed as
we closed Cabo Fisterra and were able to dry out the ship and enjoy
a fine and very playful accompanying school of dolphins. How I hope
they, both the fishermen and the dolphins, manage to survive this
appalling oil pollution! |
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| There was an American warship off Finisterre,
to be heard interrogating passing ships on the VHF, as to their identity,
cargos, derivation and destination etc. The proceedings had a bizarre
war-movie atmosphere, especially when he was questioning a German
ship. The American was causing resentment all round and someone told
him to go home. I was reminded of a similar conversation I once overheard
off Donaghadee. The posh RN accent wanted to know whether a coaster
plying from Manchester to Coleraine had any passengers. A broad Lancashire
accent replied "Some of the crew are a bit lazy like, but you
couldn't exactly call them passengers!" |
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