Tuesday, April 6, 2010
Meeting the Locals
I had some company on deck today. A giant moth of some kind flew in from nowhere, rested up on my leg then took off again. Followed by a flying beetle! Bit amazed at where they came from, almost 300 nautical miles from the coast. Otherwise, apart from a most beautiful fiery red sunset, it has been a slow and frustrating day, with very little wind. When my speeds were dropping to around the 1 knot mark, I could not help thinking of you Sarah, rowing across the Indian Ocean and making better time than that! The windpilot self-steerer managed to hold Spirits course in whatever small breeze there was, without it I am sure I would have drifted in circles. I decided I would have to make my own wind and opened a tin of baked beans, managing to flick a quantity of them over myself and the cabin with the lid in the process. The clean-up kept me busy until the wind finally picked up in the afternoon and I was underway again. Jay, I've been enjoying your talking book which kept me company for the day.