We have been sailing beautifully after departing from Mauritius, heading
for the Southern Ocean in a south easterly direction. One day just flowing
into the next, and before we knew it was 28/10 and Geoff's 50th birthday
was upon us. Marina prepared an extra special breakfast, lunch and salad
and also baked a birthday cake. We celebrated and sang happy birthday to
you, and the mood on the boat was jovial. Long strips of cirrus clouds also
appeared above us, and as the night set in, so did the rain as the cold
front was catching up with us. Further down south the eye of the storm was
watching and winking at us. For safety's sake we only had 2nd reef in the
main and genoa sails, and were slowing down quite a bit, expecting stronger
winds which did not come through immediately.
The first sign of something big coming our way was a set of swells that
rolled through under us every now and then. Gently the stronger winds
settled in, not exploding on us as it sometimes does when a squall hits
you. Our weather predictions showed only 25kts of wind and 4.6mtr waves,
but from experience we always times 1 and a half of what is predicted. We
kept to our south easterly course for a while, but as the wind and the
waves grew, we started bearing of bit by bit, and soon we were running east
keeping the wind and waves at safe angle. Starting of in our power zone,
which on catamarans is round about 75 degrees to the wind, it places a lot
of pressure on the rigging. It can take a lot of pressure, but the sea
state can double he pressure as the boat is tossed about in a big seas. And
big the seas did get. Over 7 meter waves were coming through in sets of
three. These waves were coming from where the storm was really raging
further down south. The average ceiling height in a house is 2.4 meters,
times that by three and you will get an idea of size waves we had. Some of
them foaming and breaking over the tops, no ways we want to run sideways up
these monsters. The wind speed topped at about 40 kts, which is just over
70 km/p/hr. Further down south the wind was peaking at 65kts, over 120
km/p/hr.
I get nervous when the sea gets like this. Can't sleep, my stomach stays in
a knot which tightens every time we surf down a big wave, or a big wave
brakes over us. One has a few options when it gets rough like this; face
into it using your motors, run with it, or heave to. Heaving to is a
somewhat magical way of using a bit of main and head sail to work against
each other and keeping the boat at nearly stationary. More for really
extreme conditions. There are pro's and con's to every storm tactic, and we
normally try to run with it, using less and less sail, and placing the
angle of the wind more and more behind you. The ocean dictates what she
wants, and you either oblige or you get wiped out, simple as that. The
beauty of the Maverick named Island Home we are on, is that besides feeling
solid like a rock, she also has a third reef in the main sail. Which means
you can balance the boat perfectly by deploying the small area of mainsail
and add a bit of genoa as conditions dictate. That way the momentum of the
yacht is spreaded and therefore more balanced. Without a third reef you would
just use the genoa, and all the power would be on the bow.It instils a lot of
confidence in your yacht's performance under strong conditions. If you surf
down the waves too fast you get broach, or go head over heel. If you go too
slow, you stall in the trough of the wave and the following waves crashes
over you. The nautical term for that is getting pooped. Anyways, as the wind
speed increased, we were bearing off more and more, and eventually were
sailing with the wind at a 150 degree angle from behind and just the main in
third reef.
The really serious storms I have encountered I can count on one hand, and
having logged more than 200 000nm across the oceans of the world, says a lot
about really big storms at sea. The circumference of planet earth is 22000nm
along the equator, which means I am on my way to having nearly gone around
ten times. When I do get trapped in these huge storms, it becomes a matter of
survival, and I essentially become an animal. Aggression, cursing and
swearing, instinctively you fight with every grain of strength you have. When
you are on the edge of the edge, there is no room for fear. The saving grace
is the only constant factor I know, and that is that things will change. The
storm will abate, just hang in there :), and hope that you are strong enough
both physically and mentally. Physically strong becomes natural when the
adrenalin is pumping, mentally strong comes from somewhere else. As long as
you have a reason to live, you will be mentally strong. I normally visualize
my princess at home waiting for her daddy, and come hell or high water, I
will come home. For her, for my family, for my friends. By far the biggest
part of sailing is pure bliss.
Fortunately the storm we had on Island Home was not even close to being
severe, although it was strong enough to keep me awake for two days. I have a
family on board that trust me to get them to the other side alive, and that
is exactly what I will do. I have unlimited respect for the ocean and all her
moods, and I stay humbly in submission to her will. I am part of the big blue
out here, and at times I am just a piece of flotsam trying to stay afloat. I
have never shed a tear during a violent storm, it is the rainbows afterwards
that brings a tear to my eyes. I hope you have something worth living for,
something worth fighting for. Without that I would be lost.
Friday, October 31, 2014
Saturday, October 25, 2014
Departing from Mauritius on Maverick Island Home
Island Home explored Mauritius for a month, and now it was time again to go
and seek out the deep blue ocean again. I flew in from South Africa and
Tim, Geoff's brother, flew in from Australia on the 17th. Once again, we
were six aboard Island Home, and getting ready ready for our sail to
Fremantle, Australia. Portitis set in a bit, Marina's word for that
restless feeling when you have been sitting in the same spot for a few
days, especially in port. We had to wait for some repair work to be done
and decided to spend the weekend in Grand Bay, the main spot in Mauritius
for yachties. Tim and myself decided to explore a bit and had lunch at the
Beach House. A fairly famous restaurant and pub owned by Cabous van der
Westhuizen, a colourful rugby character from South Africa. Long hair and a
flair for a gap, Cabous is fondly remembered by most South African rugby
fans. We each had a beer to contemplate what we will have for lunch, and
another beer to enjoy with our burger and chips. I have never seen such a
big burger patty anywhere, and the centre was filled with cheese. Donna,
our waittress, made sure we were well looked after.
Monday morning at first light we lifted our anchor and set course back to
Port Louis, a nice and easy downwind run. Our windscreen was supposed to be
replaced on Monday morning and we tied up at the boatyard. It took quite a
bit of time to remove the windscreen which was completed on Monday. On
Tuesday the sealant that held the broken windscreen in place was removed
and a primer was applied and allowed to dry before the windscreen was
sealed into place and allowed to set. Wednesday the outer bead of sealant
was applied and Thursday morning the final finishing touches were done. By
which time we all had a spell of portitis and departed on Diwali which fell
on 23rd October. Tuesday the bulk provisioning was done, and Wednesday
fresh produce was sourced in a fairly big fresh fruit and veggie market. I
was impressed with the quality and variety of fresh produce on sale. Diwali
is a Hindu festival and lots of fireworks can be expected.
We cleared customs and immigration on Wednesday, and on Thursday at about
10am casted off. We called port control on the VHF radio and they granted
us permission to depart. We motored into the wind to round the island on
the north, and set sail under a spectacular cliff called Gunner's Quoin.
Loads of tropical fairy terns were nesting on the cliff. A smallish white
coloured tropical bird with a long white tail. Our sails filled with wind
and we were sailing south for a while before we tacked sailing north east
again to miss Mauritius. When we tacked back we had a good line and sailed
down the easter side of Mauritius. The night set in and bright displays of
fireworks were lighting up the evening skies. Quite a fitting farewell to
this colourful island. Some fairly heavy squalls also kept us on our toes
with fairly strong gusts of wind and heavy rain pouring down for short
periods of time. It was a bit choppy, but once we reached the southern tip
of Mauritius and entered the deeper waters, things settled a bit.
Our route to Australia is taking us in a south easterly direction into the
Southern Ocean from where we will head east towards our destination. Our
weather predictions were fairly accurate and we sailed conservatively with
second reef in our main and head sails for the first night. The wind at
first will be from more or less an easterly direction and slowly back to
north until we get to the westerlies which is the trade mark of the
Southern Ocean. We are not planning to go down too deep in the Southern
Ocean. 40 degrees south is called the roaring forties for a reason. It is
mostly one big storm after the other coming through. We might go down to
38 degrees south to check out an extremely small island called St.Paul, or
to use it as a safe haven should a fierce front come our way. We should be
there in about 8 days or so, and from there on we will curve back up to
Fremantle which is on the south westerly coast of Australia.
Friday we still had some fairly strong weather and kept to our second reef
sail settings. We are doing close to 6kts average since we left Mauritius.
On Friday we also landed a fair size dorado, and today we had a totally
delectable fish curry served on basmati rice prepared by Marina. Just after
lunch the sea was settling nicely and it was time to to get more sail up
and we tied first reef on the main and head sails. Starting to sail really
smoothly and loving every moment being out here. From Mauritius to
Fremantle is about 3250nm and we will probably sail it in three weeks or
so. We have full tanks of diesel on board, but will mostly have to use it
for charging our batteries.
Everyone on board is settling in nicely. Scott had a quick seasick session,
and wished at that moment that he flew to Australia instead of sailing.
Given that it was a bit rough and it was the first few days out, he is once
again in his element and happy to be out here. That is how we know Scotty.
Tim is fine and enjoying his time out here. A bit hot still and his cabin a
bit too hot for his liking, he is joining the saloon sleepers. Smooth and
with a bit of a breeze, definitely the best place to sleep. He woke me
early this morning as there was a ship that was on a collision course with
us. Waited half an hour before calling the ship and requested the captain
to alter their course 10 degrees to starboard to give us room to sail.
Fortunately they have spotted us and have already altered course by 10
degrees, altered another 10 degrees just to give us extra peace of mind,
and wished us a safe journey onwards.
Soon we will have the wind and waves from behind and do what we enjoy doing
most; running with the wind. Wishing you all the best until we touch base
again.
Paul
and seek out the deep blue ocean again. I flew in from South Africa and
Tim, Geoff's brother, flew in from Australia on the 17th. Once again, we
were six aboard Island Home, and getting ready ready for our sail to
Fremantle, Australia. Portitis set in a bit, Marina's word for that
restless feeling when you have been sitting in the same spot for a few
days, especially in port. We had to wait for some repair work to be done
and decided to spend the weekend in Grand Bay, the main spot in Mauritius
for yachties. Tim and myself decided to explore a bit and had lunch at the
Beach House. A fairly famous restaurant and pub owned by Cabous van der
Westhuizen, a colourful rugby character from South Africa. Long hair and a
flair for a gap, Cabous is fondly remembered by most South African rugby
fans. We each had a beer to contemplate what we will have for lunch, and
another beer to enjoy with our burger and chips. I have never seen such a
big burger patty anywhere, and the centre was filled with cheese. Donna,
our waittress, made sure we were well looked after.
Monday morning at first light we lifted our anchor and set course back to
Port Louis, a nice and easy downwind run. Our windscreen was supposed to be
replaced on Monday morning and we tied up at the boatyard. It took quite a
bit of time to remove the windscreen which was completed on Monday. On
Tuesday the sealant that held the broken windscreen in place was removed
and a primer was applied and allowed to dry before the windscreen was
sealed into place and allowed to set. Wednesday the outer bead of sealant
was applied and Thursday morning the final finishing touches were done. By
which time we all had a spell of portitis and departed on Diwali which fell
on 23rd October. Tuesday the bulk provisioning was done, and Wednesday
fresh produce was sourced in a fairly big fresh fruit and veggie market. I
was impressed with the quality and variety of fresh produce on sale. Diwali
is a Hindu festival and lots of fireworks can be expected.
We cleared customs and immigration on Wednesday, and on Thursday at about
10am casted off. We called port control on the VHF radio and they granted
us permission to depart. We motored into the wind to round the island on
the north, and set sail under a spectacular cliff called Gunner's Quoin.
Loads of tropical fairy terns were nesting on the cliff. A smallish white
coloured tropical bird with a long white tail. Our sails filled with wind
and we were sailing south for a while before we tacked sailing north east
again to miss Mauritius. When we tacked back we had a good line and sailed
down the easter side of Mauritius. The night set in and bright displays of
fireworks were lighting up the evening skies. Quite a fitting farewell to
this colourful island. Some fairly heavy squalls also kept us on our toes
with fairly strong gusts of wind and heavy rain pouring down for short
periods of time. It was a bit choppy, but once we reached the southern tip
of Mauritius and entered the deeper waters, things settled a bit.
Our route to Australia is taking us in a south easterly direction into the
Southern Ocean from where we will head east towards our destination. Our
weather predictions were fairly accurate and we sailed conservatively with
second reef in our main and head sails for the first night. The wind at
first will be from more or less an easterly direction and slowly back to
north until we get to the westerlies which is the trade mark of the
Southern Ocean. We are not planning to go down too deep in the Southern
Ocean. 40 degrees south is called the roaring forties for a reason. It is
mostly one big storm after the other coming through. We might go down to
38 degrees south to check out an extremely small island called St.Paul, or
to use it as a safe haven should a fierce front come our way. We should be
there in about 8 days or so, and from there on we will curve back up to
Fremantle which is on the south westerly coast of Australia.
Friday we still had some fairly strong weather and kept to our second reef
sail settings. We are doing close to 6kts average since we left Mauritius.
On Friday we also landed a fair size dorado, and today we had a totally
delectable fish curry served on basmati rice prepared by Marina. Just after
lunch the sea was settling nicely and it was time to to get more sail up
and we tied first reef on the main and head sails. Starting to sail really
smoothly and loving every moment being out here. From Mauritius to
Fremantle is about 3250nm and we will probably sail it in three weeks or
so. We have full tanks of diesel on board, but will mostly have to use it
for charging our batteries.
Everyone on board is settling in nicely. Scott had a quick seasick session,
and wished at that moment that he flew to Australia instead of sailing.
Given that it was a bit rough and it was the first few days out, he is once
again in his element and happy to be out here. That is how we know Scotty.
Tim is fine and enjoying his time out here. A bit hot still and his cabin a
bit too hot for his liking, he is joining the saloon sleepers. Smooth and
with a bit of a breeze, definitely the best place to sleep. He woke me
early this morning as there was a ship that was on a collision course with
us. Waited half an hour before calling the ship and requested the captain
to alter their course 10 degrees to starboard to give us room to sail.
Fortunately they have spotted us and have already altered course by 10
degrees, altered another 10 degrees just to give us extra peace of mind,
and wished us a safe journey onwards.
Soon we will have the wind and waves from behind and do what we enjoy doing
most; running with the wind. Wishing you all the best until we touch base
again.
Paul
Saturday, September 20, 2014
Next stop Mauritius
Out here on the big blue today, the wind has finally decided to take a bit
of a breather. Having blown for days on end from the north-east, the best
we could do to get to Mauritius was close hauling north. We now find
ourselves due west of Reunion and Mauritius, and 200 nautical miles to go.
Just yesterday I was wondering when we will see dolphins again, lo and
behold, this morning they came around for a little bit of fun in the sun.
Last night I had to choose a movie to watch with Scott. Having 2T's of
movies and documentaries to choose from, my eyes fell on Ace Ventura - Pet
Detective. Asked Scott if he has seen it, and nope, at 9 he has not seen
this classic. A classic in my books that is. Jim Carey is certainly one of
my favourite actors for pure mad genius type of acting, and we enjoyed the
movie thoroughly. Which also features a dolphin named Snow White who was
stolen and thus entered Pet Detective Ace Ventura to the rescue. Scott's
brother Phil(15) is the more reserved of the two. They do home schooling
and mommy Marina sees to it that they stick to their schedule. My daughter
Maryna calls it boat schooling, which is probably a more apt description
A lot of ships around the last few days. If you haven't seen a ship for
weeks, two or three ships a day counts for a lot. Nice to have AIS on
board. AIS is a system whereby all ships are required to transmit their AIS
signal. AIS stands for Automatic Identification System. This relays via a
VHF signal the ships vital navigational data. The ship's name, approximate
position, destination, type of ship, speed, direction that the ship is
moving in etc. Radar has been used for many years, and AIS is also assists
to prevents collisions at sea. Radar can only detect a ship in relative
close proximity, whereas AIS detects ships at a much greater distance.
Radar is excellent in many regards, and adding AIS to the equation, makes
travelling the oceans much safer. We have both AIS and radar on board
Island Home.
Our trip is not over yet, and it is prudent to take extra care as one gets
close to your destination. There is a tendency to relax a bit and let your
guard down, when exactly the opposite is required. There are many tales of
people who have sailed around the world, or very nearly before they ran
their boats aground. Car accidents also often happen close to home, focus
focus focus. It is never over until it is over. But thus far it has been an
excellent trip.
While I was writing the above, the alarm was raised by Marina that there are
dolphins around the boat. In a flash we were out on the trampoline and
watching the dolphins doing their antics around the bows of our boat.
Jumping, diving, this way that way we were thoroughly entertained for a
while. Soon the dolphins were gone, they are always such a delightful sight
to behold in their natural environment. Seeing that there were dolphins I
knew there had to be fish in the area as well. Usually tuna. On Marina's
intuition the lures were out early this morning. I went out to see if
everything was in order when I noticed that one of the fishing lines were
taught. I pulled on it and felt that it was a rather big fish fighting the
line. I have taken fish on many times in this manner, and for many years now
leave the battle to someone else so they can also experience this one on one
battle. Jasmijn was nearby and I asked her if she would like to have a go.
She agreed and lots of fun watching the tug of war. As the fish came closer
we once again saw the familiar deep blue body and golden tail carving big zig
zags through the water. Geoff just had a shower and joined in the capture of
the fish. I handed him the gaff, and also got out the T-shaped spiked, or
icky-jimmy as it is also known. We use this to push into the fish's brain and
kill him instantly. I know it sounds cruel, but it is also kind in a way.
Soon Jasmijn had the fish right next to the boat, Geoff gaffed the fish and
lifted the dorado cow onto the sugar scoop. The sugar scoops are the back
part of the hulls on a catamaran. While trying to hold him the fish fought
back and gave Geoff a few slaps on the head with it's tail. I also prepared a
noose line which we tie around the fish's tail, the other end tied to the
boat. There is then no escape. Geoff slit the throat to drain most of the
blood and we then dragged the fish backwards through the water on the noose
line. Geoff have been filleting the last few dorados we landed and this time
I volunteered. Scott also joined in and learned how to remove the scaly skin
with a sharp knife and a cutting board. For a biology lesson I carefulle
sliced the fish belly open exposing the heart, lungs, liver and stomach. I
remove the stomach and asked Scott to squeeze the tummy a bit and feel the
remains of bait fish inside. He was not to keen on squeezing it out, just
slightly squeamish. It is a rather squirmy type of job, but soon I had the
tummy inside out and we found an interesting array of small fish, half
dissolved already. Marina mentioned that the floppy tummy turned inside out
looks a bit like a male part, which it does if you look at it in a way. Soon
the fish was filleted and we also cut some strips for fish biltong. We washed
the deck thoroughly and then proceeded stringing on the biltong strips we
prepared from our dorado catch yesterday. Real easy, just place it in a bowl
and add liberal amounts of soya sauce. Leave it overnight to soak in and hang
it up the next day. In two days it will ready for nibbling on during night
watches. Except that we should be in Mauritius in the next two days.
Nonetheless I am sure it will be thoroughly enjoyed by one and all.
Since I was busy anyway I volunteered to make lunch as well. Spaghetti
bolognaise is Scott's favourite and he assisted me wherever he could. Phil
also joined in and grated some parmesan cheese, and at about 2pm, we were
ready to start our meal. I came back to my cabin to finish the blog when I
heard a bit of activity outside wth Scott calling me. Geoff had the diving
ladder down and the boys had there feet in the water. I recommended we throw
a line out and attach a floating fender to the end of the line. Soon Jasmijn
was in the water while we were motoring slowly and having a ball. Geoff jumed
in soon after, then Phil, and finally Scott, who had a self-inflatable life
jacked on. What a laugh it was as he was just halfway in the water when the
life jacked imploded. The shocked, amazed and confused expression on his
face makes me laugh even now while writing this. Anyways, we had a fantastic
day, a beautiful sunset. In the distance we can maybe make out Reunion, or
maybe not. We will be right next to it when it gets light tomorrow morning. A
beautiful volcanic island with high peaks, the highest over 3000 mtrs.
Anyways, hope you are having a great weekend too. From Island Home, salute.
of a breather. Having blown for days on end from the north-east, the best
we could do to get to Mauritius was close hauling north. We now find
ourselves due west of Reunion and Mauritius, and 200 nautical miles to go.
Just yesterday I was wondering when we will see dolphins again, lo and
behold, this morning they came around for a little bit of fun in the sun.
Last night I had to choose a movie to watch with Scott. Having 2T's of
movies and documentaries to choose from, my eyes fell on Ace Ventura - Pet
Detective. Asked Scott if he has seen it, and nope, at 9 he has not seen
this classic. A classic in my books that is. Jim Carey is certainly one of
my favourite actors for pure mad genius type of acting, and we enjoyed the
movie thoroughly. Which also features a dolphin named Snow White who was
stolen and thus entered Pet Detective Ace Ventura to the rescue. Scott's
brother Phil(15) is the more reserved of the two. They do home schooling
and mommy Marina sees to it that they stick to their schedule. My daughter
Maryna calls it boat schooling, which is probably a more apt description
A lot of ships around the last few days. If you haven't seen a ship for
weeks, two or three ships a day counts for a lot. Nice to have AIS on
board. AIS is a system whereby all ships are required to transmit their AIS
signal. AIS stands for Automatic Identification System. This relays via a
VHF signal the ships vital navigational data. The ship's name, approximate
position, destination, type of ship, speed, direction that the ship is
moving in etc. Radar has been used for many years, and AIS is also assists
to prevents collisions at sea. Radar can only detect a ship in relative
close proximity, whereas AIS detects ships at a much greater distance.
Radar is excellent in many regards, and adding AIS to the equation, makes
travelling the oceans much safer. We have both AIS and radar on board
Island Home.
Our trip is not over yet, and it is prudent to take extra care as one gets
close to your destination. There is a tendency to relax a bit and let your
guard down, when exactly the opposite is required. There are many tales of
people who have sailed around the world, or very nearly before they ran
their boats aground. Car accidents also often happen close to home, focus
focus focus. It is never over until it is over. But thus far it has been an
excellent trip.
While I was writing the above, the alarm was raised by Marina that there are
dolphins around the boat. In a flash we were out on the trampoline and
watching the dolphins doing their antics around the bows of our boat.
Jumping, diving, this way that way we were thoroughly entertained for a
while. Soon the dolphins were gone, they are always such a delightful sight
to behold in their natural environment. Seeing that there were dolphins I
knew there had to be fish in the area as well. Usually tuna. On Marina's
intuition the lures were out early this morning. I went out to see if
everything was in order when I noticed that one of the fishing lines were
taught. I pulled on it and felt that it was a rather big fish fighting the
line. I have taken fish on many times in this manner, and for many years now
leave the battle to someone else so they can also experience this one on one
battle. Jasmijn was nearby and I asked her if she would like to have a go.
She agreed and lots of fun watching the tug of war. As the fish came closer
we once again saw the familiar deep blue body and golden tail carving big zig
zags through the water. Geoff just had a shower and joined in the capture of
the fish. I handed him the gaff, and also got out the T-shaped spiked, or
icky-jimmy as it is also known. We use this to push into the fish's brain and
kill him instantly. I know it sounds cruel, but it is also kind in a way.
Soon Jasmijn had the fish right next to the boat, Geoff gaffed the fish and
lifted the dorado cow onto the sugar scoop. The sugar scoops are the back
part of the hulls on a catamaran. While trying to hold him the fish fought
back and gave Geoff a few slaps on the head with it's tail. I also prepared a
noose line which we tie around the fish's tail, the other end tied to the
boat. There is then no escape. Geoff slit the throat to drain most of the
blood and we then dragged the fish backwards through the water on the noose
line. Geoff have been filleting the last few dorados we landed and this time
I volunteered. Scott also joined in and learned how to remove the scaly skin
with a sharp knife and a cutting board. For a biology lesson I carefulle
sliced the fish belly open exposing the heart, lungs, liver and stomach. I
remove the stomach and asked Scott to squeeze the tummy a bit and feel the
remains of bait fish inside. He was not to keen on squeezing it out, just
slightly squeamish. It is a rather squirmy type of job, but soon I had the
tummy inside out and we found an interesting array of small fish, half
dissolved already. Marina mentioned that the floppy tummy turned inside out
looks a bit like a male part, which it does if you look at it in a way. Soon
the fish was filleted and we also cut some strips for fish biltong. We washed
the deck thoroughly and then proceeded stringing on the biltong strips we
prepared from our dorado catch yesterday. Real easy, just place it in a bowl
and add liberal amounts of soya sauce. Leave it overnight to soak in and hang
it up the next day. In two days it will ready for nibbling on during night
watches. Except that we should be in Mauritius in the next two days.
Nonetheless I am sure it will be thoroughly enjoyed by one and all.
Since I was busy anyway I volunteered to make lunch as well. Spaghetti
bolognaise is Scott's favourite and he assisted me wherever he could. Phil
also joined in and grated some parmesan cheese, and at about 2pm, we were
ready to start our meal. I came back to my cabin to finish the blog when I
heard a bit of activity outside wth Scott calling me. Geoff had the diving
ladder down and the boys had there feet in the water. I recommended we throw
a line out and attach a floating fender to the end of the line. Soon Jasmijn
was in the water while we were motoring slowly and having a ball. Geoff jumed
in soon after, then Phil, and finally Scott, who had a self-inflatable life
jacked on. What a laugh it was as he was just halfway in the water when the
life jacked imploded. The shocked, amazed and confused expression on his
face makes me laugh even now while writing this. Anyways, we had a fantastic
day, a beautiful sunset. In the distance we can maybe make out Reunion, or
maybe not. We will be right next to it when it gets light tomorrow morning. A
beautiful volcanic island with high peaks, the highest over 3000 mtrs.
Anyways, hope you are having a great weekend too. From Island Home, salute.
Tuesday, September 16, 2014
Against the Wind
On Island Home, things have calmed down drastically. Becalmed is a word
that comes to mind, but we still have a slight breeze helping us along. And our
weather forecast for the next four days shows that there won't be much change
in the weather either. We do have a full suite of sails to optimize any
sailable winds. But when you have no wind, we have to use our iron sails, or
iron maidens as some will call it. Motoring day in and day out over a vast
expanse of blue sea and blue sky. We are about 200nm south of Madagascar, and
about 600nm to cover before we will arrive in Mauritius.
To expand on the sails we carry on our Maverick 440 we have the following.
Standard on most boats we have the mainsail, which runs up the mast and is
our main source of propulsion when conditions allow. On the front we have
the genoa, or headsail, or jib which rolls up on itself. Depending on the
strength of wind and the wind angle, we normally use the main and headsail
to create forward motion. They work well from about 45 degrees to 120
degrees. Close hauled to a beam reach at 90 degrees and a broadreach at 120
degrees. Our most powerful angle of sail is 75 degrees. We can adjust the
size of the main and headsail which is called reefing. In stronger winds we
will have less sail out, in lighter winds we fly full main and genoa. In
our bag of tricks we also have a screecher. Similar principle as the
headsail, but much bigger and lighter material. Depending on the seastate
the screecher works well in light winds between 60 - 120 degrees. When the
wind comes in from behind, we have a genikar. Also a huge sail, nearly
twice the size of the screecher. Very powerful when the wind fills it, and
good for up to 20kts of wind. And when the wind gets really strong we also
have a storm jib. Really strong is anything from 40 kts upwards and pushing
in from behind. When we sail with the wind from behind we are on a run. So
yes, we have all the sails for all possible conditions, except no wind.
Sails need wind to work :) And yes, we can sail and make good miles against
the wind, as long as it is not closer that 45 degrees. We call that 45
degree triangle the no go zone. No ways we can sail directly into the wind.
Although we often use the mainsail when we are motoring against the wind.
It gives us a slightly better speed, and also acts as huge rudder in a way
to keep the boat dead into the wind whilst motoring.
On our route from Cape Town to Madagascar we had fronts coming through
from when the winds blow from a westerly direction. As the front moves over
the wind would back, or turn anti-clockwise by about 20 degrees every three
hours or so. It does a complete 360 degrees in the process, and we try and
optimize all the different angles. We are now a little bit too high south to
have much effect from the cold fronts moving west to east. Also interesting
to observe all the different cloud patterns. The direction of the swell
also to an extend follow the wind direction. And all this reminds me once
again that the only constant factor in nature is change. Sometimes very
gradually, sometimes very suddenly, but always changing. Thus far we had no
luck with fishing. Not due to not trying. We have our lures out everyday.
Changing the lures now and then, but so far, no fish. Lets hope that will
also change :)
In a previous blog I mentioned the amazing creation and saving of space
featured on the Maverick 440. That was inside the saloon and cabins. On the
outside, the same principle applies. In the cockpit area, there is a corner
table with seating, and another more central table that can be lowered and
raised right up to the coach roof, completely out of the way. A long seat
below the raised table also fits perfectly to eat from once the table is
lowered. And further back, between the davits, there is also a very sturdy
hammock that can comfortably seat four adults. On all four corners of the
Maverick there are also very generous dolphin seats with arm rests.
Although we are six on the boat, one never feels cramped for space, never.
Another feature I love about the Maverick is the special built-in spaces
where one can store all the working ropes. We never really call ropes ropes
on a boat, but ropes they are anyway. Every rope on a boat has a specific
name and for a very good reason. Halyards and sheets and lines etc. For
example the main halyard. We use that to hoist the mainsail. You then also
have a genikar halyard, to raise the genikar. Sheets normally determine the
angle of the boom, lines roll in the genoa on a roller furler drum, and you
also have reef lines that hold the mainsail to the boom at different
heights. In order to raise the mainsail for example it would be very
confusing to just use the word rope for all the different ropes we need to
set the sail properly. Fortunately the ropes also have different colours to
make it a bit less complicated. But once you have spent a little time on
any boat, you will get to know the ropes very well. Sound a bit more
complicated than what it is I think, but if you want to sail, it will be a
breeze to learn the ropes. We use winches to control most of the ropes, and
on this Maverick, we have two electric winches. The way they are positioned
also makes for easy sail adjustments and changes. I wonder if one gets a
Bentley Sport. I know you get Bentley convertibles. If I have to compare
the Maverick to some car, this is the closest I can get. Check the Maverick
out on Google, and see if you can get a better comparison :) The generous,
understated and confident lines of the Maverick certainly makes it one of a
kind.
On board we also have a watermaker, or desalinator to be technically more
correct. And a washing machine. And radar, AIS, B&G instruments,
airconditioning, flatscreen tv, music system, two huge freezers and a
refrigerator, Force 10 gas stove with oven, VHF, liferaft, self inflating
life jackets and the list goes on and on. In short, living in the lap of
luxury. Oh yes, and a coffee machine as mentioned in a previous blog, and a
guitar :)
Four of us are doing the watches. Three hours each, my watches are 12 to 3 am
and pm. Normally my watches rotate as we are usually three on board. Which means
no set sleeping pattern. On this trip however our watch system affords us the
luxury of a set sleeping pattern. Even so, I am on call 24/7 should any problems
arise. Last night was a good example. Two hours after my watch ended, a ship
caused us a few problems. Jasmijn who was on watch had to wake me as we were on
a collision course with a ship that was bearing down on us quite quick. The rule
on the sea is that boats/ships pass port to port when you are on a collision
course. I altered course by 20 degrees to starboard, and unexpectedly the ship
altered his course to port, instead of starboard. I changed another 30 degrees
to starboard, and once again the ship altered his course to port, which kept us
on a collision course. I called him on the VHF radio,and we decied that we will
pass starboard to starboard, or green to green. I altered course 50 degrees to
port and he altered slightly to port. Ten minutes later we passed each other
with about two nautical miles between us, quite close on the ocean.
We also caught our first fish yesterday, at long last, and a dorado at that.
After filleting the fish and cutting it into portions, we bagged most of it. We
also had some sushimi. Raw fish with pickled ginger, soya sauce, lemon and
wasabi. Perhaps it is a bit of an acquired taste. But it tasted heavenly, and
what we didn't eat raw, we fried in a pan. For lunch today we had you guess
what.Fish and rice. After weeks of mostly red meat, what a pleasure to have
fresh fish on your plate. I wrote this blog over a few days, and yes, things did
change, as they always do. The current that was pushing us down south has now
released us and we are now sailing east. Soon we will be able to turn up towards
Mauritius. The moon is waning, and soon we will be able to marvel at all the
stars above us. Water temperature has gone up to 25*C. Another few days and we
will be in Mauritius. A few days could be five days, or six, or maybe seven.
Most important, we are having a lot of fun on a beautiful boat. I sincerely hope
that you will also have a bit of fun today. It is your choice after all what you
do with your life. Dare to be different, dare to be authentic, dare to be a
Maverick :)))
that comes to mind, but we still have a slight breeze helping us along. And our
weather forecast for the next four days shows that there won't be much change
in the weather either. We do have a full suite of sails to optimize any
sailable winds. But when you have no wind, we have to use our iron sails, or
iron maidens as some will call it. Motoring day in and day out over a vast
expanse of blue sea and blue sky. We are about 200nm south of Madagascar, and
about 600nm to cover before we will arrive in Mauritius.
To expand on the sails we carry on our Maverick 440 we have the following.
Standard on most boats we have the mainsail, which runs up the mast and is
our main source of propulsion when conditions allow. On the front we have
the genoa, or headsail, or jib which rolls up on itself. Depending on the
strength of wind and the wind angle, we normally use the main and headsail
to create forward motion. They work well from about 45 degrees to 120
degrees. Close hauled to a beam reach at 90 degrees and a broadreach at 120
degrees. Our most powerful angle of sail is 75 degrees. We can adjust the
size of the main and headsail which is called reefing. In stronger winds we
will have less sail out, in lighter winds we fly full main and genoa. In
our bag of tricks we also have a screecher. Similar principle as the
headsail, but much bigger and lighter material. Depending on the seastate
the screecher works well in light winds between 60 - 120 degrees. When the
wind comes in from behind, we have a genikar. Also a huge sail, nearly
twice the size of the screecher. Very powerful when the wind fills it, and
good for up to 20kts of wind. And when the wind gets really strong we also
have a storm jib. Really strong is anything from 40 kts upwards and pushing
in from behind. When we sail with the wind from behind we are on a run. So
yes, we have all the sails for all possible conditions, except no wind.
Sails need wind to work :) And yes, we can sail and make good miles against
the wind, as long as it is not closer that 45 degrees. We call that 45
degree triangle the no go zone. No ways we can sail directly into the wind.
Although we often use the mainsail when we are motoring against the wind.
It gives us a slightly better speed, and also acts as huge rudder in a way
to keep the boat dead into the wind whilst motoring.
On our route from Cape Town to Madagascar we had fronts coming through
from when the winds blow from a westerly direction. As the front moves over
the wind would back, or turn anti-clockwise by about 20 degrees every three
hours or so. It does a complete 360 degrees in the process, and we try and
optimize all the different angles. We are now a little bit too high south to
have much effect from the cold fronts moving west to east. Also interesting
to observe all the different cloud patterns. The direction of the swell
also to an extend follow the wind direction. And all this reminds me once
again that the only constant factor in nature is change. Sometimes very
gradually, sometimes very suddenly, but always changing. Thus far we had no
luck with fishing. Not due to not trying. We have our lures out everyday.
Changing the lures now and then, but so far, no fish. Lets hope that will
also change :)
In a previous blog I mentioned the amazing creation and saving of space
featured on the Maverick 440. That was inside the saloon and cabins. On the
outside, the same principle applies. In the cockpit area, there is a corner
table with seating, and another more central table that can be lowered and
raised right up to the coach roof, completely out of the way. A long seat
below the raised table also fits perfectly to eat from once the table is
lowered. And further back, between the davits, there is also a very sturdy
hammock that can comfortably seat four adults. On all four corners of the
Maverick there are also very generous dolphin seats with arm rests.
Although we are six on the boat, one never feels cramped for space, never.
Another feature I love about the Maverick is the special built-in spaces
where one can store all the working ropes. We never really call ropes ropes
on a boat, but ropes they are anyway. Every rope on a boat has a specific
name and for a very good reason. Halyards and sheets and lines etc. For
example the main halyard. We use that to hoist the mainsail. You then also
have a genikar halyard, to raise the genikar. Sheets normally determine the
angle of the boom, lines roll in the genoa on a roller furler drum, and you
also have reef lines that hold the mainsail to the boom at different
heights. In order to raise the mainsail for example it would be very
confusing to just use the word rope for all the different ropes we need to
set the sail properly. Fortunately the ropes also have different colours to
make it a bit less complicated. But once you have spent a little time on
any boat, you will get to know the ropes very well. Sound a bit more
complicated than what it is I think, but if you want to sail, it will be a
breeze to learn the ropes. We use winches to control most of the ropes, and
on this Maverick, we have two electric winches. The way they are positioned
also makes for easy sail adjustments and changes. I wonder if one gets a
Bentley Sport. I know you get Bentley convertibles. If I have to compare
the Maverick to some car, this is the closest I can get. Check the Maverick
out on Google, and see if you can get a better comparison :) The generous,
understated and confident lines of the Maverick certainly makes it one of a
kind.
On board we also have a watermaker, or desalinator to be technically more
correct. And a washing machine. And radar, AIS, B&G instruments,
airconditioning, flatscreen tv, music system, two huge freezers and a
refrigerator, Force 10 gas stove with oven, VHF, liferaft, self inflating
life jackets and the list goes on and on. In short, living in the lap of
luxury. Oh yes, and a coffee machine as mentioned in a previous blog, and a
guitar :)
Four of us are doing the watches. Three hours each, my watches are 12 to 3 am
and pm. Normally my watches rotate as we are usually three on board. Which means
no set sleeping pattern. On this trip however our watch system affords us the
luxury of a set sleeping pattern. Even so, I am on call 24/7 should any problems
arise. Last night was a good example. Two hours after my watch ended, a ship
caused us a few problems. Jasmijn who was on watch had to wake me as we were on
a collision course with a ship that was bearing down on us quite quick. The rule
on the sea is that boats/ships pass port to port when you are on a collision
course. I altered course by 20 degrees to starboard, and unexpectedly the ship
altered his course to port, instead of starboard. I changed another 30 degrees
to starboard, and once again the ship altered his course to port, which kept us
on a collision course. I called him on the VHF radio,and we decied that we will
pass starboard to starboard, or green to green. I altered course 50 degrees to
port and he altered slightly to port. Ten minutes later we passed each other
with about two nautical miles between us, quite close on the ocean.
We also caught our first fish yesterday, at long last, and a dorado at that.
After filleting the fish and cutting it into portions, we bagged most of it. We
also had some sushimi. Raw fish with pickled ginger, soya sauce, lemon and
wasabi. Perhaps it is a bit of an acquired taste. But it tasted heavenly, and
what we didn't eat raw, we fried in a pan. For lunch today we had you guess
what.Fish and rice. After weeks of mostly red meat, what a pleasure to have
fresh fish on your plate. I wrote this blog over a few days, and yes, things did
change, as they always do. The current that was pushing us down south has now
released us and we are now sailing east. Soon we will be able to turn up towards
Mauritius. The moon is waning, and soon we will be able to marvel at all the
stars above us. Water temperature has gone up to 25*C. Another few days and we
will be in Mauritius. A few days could be five days, or six, or maybe seven.
Most important, we are having a lot of fun on a beautiful boat. I sincerely hope
that you will also have a bit of fun today. It is your choice after all what you
do with your life. Dare to be different, dare to be authentic, dare to be a
Maverick :)))
Against the Wind
On Island Home, things have calmed down drastically. Becalmed is a word
that comes to mind, but we still have a slight breeze helping us along. And our
weather forecast for the next four days shows that there won't be much change
in the weather either. We do have a full suite of sails to optimize any
sailable winds. But when you have no wind, we have to use our iron sails, or
iron maidens as some will call it. Motoring day in and day out over a vast
expanse of blue sea and blue sky. We are about 200nm south of Madagascar, and
about 600nm to cover before we will arrive in Mauritius.
To expand on the sails we carry on our Maverick 440 we have the following.
Standard on most boats we have the mainsail, which runs up the mast and is
our main source of propulsion when conditions allow. On the front we have
the genoa, or headsail, or jib which rolls up on itself. Depending on the
strength of wind and the wind angle, we normally use the main and headsail
to create forward motion. They work well from about 45 degrees to 120
degrees. Close hauled to a beam reach at 90 degrees and a broadreach at 120
degrees. Our most powerful angle of sail is 75 degrees. We can adjust the
size of the main and headsail which is called reefing. In stronger winds we
will have less sail out, in lighter winds we fly full main and genoa. In
our bag of tricks we also have a screecher. Similar principle as the
headsail, but much bigger and lighter material. Depending on the seastate
the screecher works well in light winds between 60 - 120 degrees. When the
wind comes in from behind, we have a genikar. Also a huge sail, nearly
twice the size of the screecher. Very powerful when the wind fills it, and
good for up to 20kts of wind. And when the wind gets really strong we also
have a storm jib. Really strong is anything from 40 kts upwards and pushing
in from behind. When we sail with the wind from behind we are on a run. So
yes, we have all the sails for all possible conditions, except no wind.
Sails need wind to work :) And yes, we can sail and make good miles against
the wind, as long as it is not closer that 45 degrees. We call that 45
degree triangle the no go zone. No ways we can sail directly into the wind.
Although we often use the mainsail when we are motoring against the wind.
It gives us a slightly better speed, and also acts as huge rudder in a way
to keep the boat dead into the wind whilst motoring.
On our route from Cape Town to Madagascar we had fronts coming through
from when the winds blow from a westerly direction. As the front moves over
the wind would back, or turn anti-clockwise by about 20 degrees every three
hours or so. It does a complete 360 degrees in the process, and we try and
optimize all the different angles. We are now a little bit too high south to
have much effect from the cold fronts moving west to east. Also interesting
to observe all the different cloud patterns. The direction of the swell
also to an extend follow the wind direction. And all this reminds me once
again that the only constant factor in nature is change. Sometimes very
gradually, sometimes very suddenly, but always changing. Thus far we had no
luck with fishing. Not due to not trying. We have our lures out everyday.
Changing the lures now and then, but so far, no fish. Lets hope that will
also change :)
In a previous blog I mentioned the amazing creation and saving of space
featured on the Maverick 440. That was inside the saloon and cabins. On the
outside, the same principle applies. In the cockpit area, there is a corner
table with seating, and another more central table that can be lowered and
raised right up to the coach roof, completely out of the way. A long seat
below the raised table also fits perfectly to eat from once the table is
lowered. And further back, between the davits, there is also a very sturdy
hammock that can comfortably seat four adults. On all four corners of the
Maverick there are also very generous dolphin seats with arm rests.
Although we are six on the boat, one never feels cramped for space, never.
Another feature I love about the Maverick is the special built-in spaces
where one can store all the working ropes. We never really call ropes ropes
on a boat, but ropes they are anyway. Every rope on a boat has a specific
name and for a very good reason. Halyards and sheets and lines etc. For
example the main halyard. We use that to hoist the mainsail. You then also
have a genikar halyard, to raise the genikar. Sheets normally determine the
angle of the boom, lines roll in the genoa on a roller furler drum, and you
also have reef lines that hold the mainsail to the boom at different
heights. In order to raise the mainsail for example it would be very
confusing to just use the word rope for all the different ropes we need to
set the sail properly. Fortunately the ropes also have different colours to
make it a bit less complicated. But once you have spent a little time on
any boat, you will get to know the ropes very well. Sound a bit more
complicated than what it is I think, but if you want to sail, it will be a
breeze to learn the ropes. We use winches to control most of the ropes, and
on this Maverick, we have two electric winches. The way they are positioned
also makes for easy sail adjustments and changes. I wonder if one gets a
Bentley Sport. I know you get Bentley convertibles. If I have to compare
the Maverick to some car, this is the closest I can get. Check the Maverick
out on Google, and see if you can get a better comparison :) The generous,
understated and confident lines of the Maverick certainly makes it one of a
kind.
On board we also have a watermaker, or desalinator to be technically more
correct. And a washing machine. And radar, AIS, B&G instruments,
airconditioning, flatscreen tv, music system, two huge freezers and a
refrigerator, Force 10 gas stove with oven, VHF, liferaft, self inflating
life jackets and the list goes on and on. In short, living in the lap of
luxury. Oh yes, and a coffee machine as mentioned in a previous blog, and a
guitar :)
Four of us are doing the watches. Three hours each, my watches are 12 to 3 am
and pm. Normally my watches rotate as we are usually three on board. Which means
no set sleeping pattern. On this trip however our watch system affords us the
luxury of a set sleeping pattern. Even so, I am on call 24/7 should any problems
arise. Last night was a good example. Two hours after my watch ended, a ship
caused us a few problems. Jasmijn who was on watch had to wake me as we were on
a collision course with a ship that was bearing down on us quite quick. The rule
on the sea is that boats/ships pass port to port when you are on a collision
course. I altered course by 20 degrees to starboard, and unexpectedly the ship
altered his course to port, instead of starboard. I changed another 30 degrees
to starboard, and once again the ship altered his course to port, which kept us
on a collision course. I called him on the VHF radio,and we decied that we will
pass starboard to starboard, or green to green. I altered course 50 degrees to
port and he altered slightly to port. Ten minutes later we passed each other
with about two nautical miles between us, quite close on the ocean.
We also caught our first fish yesterday, at long last, and a dorado at that.
After filleting the fish and cutting it into portions, we bagged most of it. We
also had some sushimi. Raw fish with pickled ginger, soya sauce, lemon and
wasabi. Perhaps it is a bit of an acquired taste. But it tasted heavenly, and
what we didn't eat raw, we fried in a pan. For lunch today we had you guess
what.Fish and rice. After weeks of mostly red meat, what a pleasure to have
fresh fish on your plate. I wrote this blog over a few days, and yes, things did
change, as they always do. The current that was pushing us down south has now
released us and we are now sailing east. Soon we will be able to turn up towards
Mauritius. The moon is waning, and soon we will be able to marvel at all the
stars above us. Water temperature has gone up to 25*C. Another few days and we
will be in Mauritius. A few days could be five days, or six, or maybe seven.
Most important, we are having a lot of fun on a beautiful boat. I sincerely hope
that you will also have a bit of fun today. It is your choice after all what you
do with your life. Dare to be different, dare to be authentic, dare to be a
Maverick :)))
that comes to mind, but we still have a slight breeze helping us along. And our
weather forecast for the next four days shows that there won't be much change
in the weather either. We do have a full suite of sails to optimize any
sailable winds. But when you have no wind, we have to use our iron sails, or
iron maidens as some will call it. Motoring day in and day out over a vast
expanse of blue sea and blue sky. We are about 200nm south of Madagascar, and
about 600nm to cover before we will arrive in Mauritius.
To expand on the sails we carry on our Maverick 440 we have the following.
Standard on most boats we have the mainsail, which runs up the mast and is
our main source of propulsion when conditions allow. On the front we have
the genoa, or headsail, or jib which rolls up on itself. Depending on the
strength of wind and the wind angle, we normally use the main and headsail
to create forward motion. They work well from about 45 degrees to 120
degrees. Close hauled to a beam reach at 90 degrees and a broadreach at 120
degrees. Our most powerful angle of sail is 75 degrees. We can adjust the
size of the main and headsail which is called reefing. In stronger winds we
will have less sail out, in lighter winds we fly full main and genoa. In
our bag of tricks we also have a screecher. Similar principle as the
headsail, but much bigger and lighter material. Depending on the seastate
the screecher works well in light winds between 60 - 120 degrees. When the
wind comes in from behind, we have a genikar. Also a huge sail, nearly
twice the size of the screecher. Very powerful when the wind fills it, and
good for up to 20kts of wind. And when the wind gets really strong we also
have a storm jib. Really strong is anything from 40 kts upwards and pushing
in from behind. When we sail with the wind from behind we are on a run. So
yes, we have all the sails for all possible conditions, except no wind.
Sails need wind to work :) And yes, we can sail and make good miles against
the wind, as long as it is not closer that 45 degrees. We call that 45
degree triangle the no go zone. No ways we can sail directly into the wind.
Although we often use the mainsail when we are motoring against the wind.
It gives us a slightly better speed, and also acts as huge rudder in a way
to keep the boat dead into the wind whilst motoring.
On our route from Cape Town to Madagascar we had fronts coming through
from when the winds blow from a westerly direction. As the front moves over
the wind would back, or turn anti-clockwise by about 20 degrees every three
hours or so. It does a complete 360 degrees in the process, and we try and
optimize all the different angles. We are now a little bit too high south to
have much effect from the cold fronts moving west to east. Also interesting
to observe all the different cloud patterns. The direction of the swell
also to an extend follow the wind direction. And all this reminds me once
again that the only constant factor in nature is change. Sometimes very
gradually, sometimes very suddenly, but always changing. Thus far we had no
luck with fishing. Not due to not trying. We have our lures out everyday.
Changing the lures now and then, but so far, no fish. Lets hope that will
also change :)
In a previous blog I mentioned the amazing creation and saving of space
featured on the Maverick 440. That was inside the saloon and cabins. On the
outside, the same principle applies. In the cockpit area, there is a corner
table with seating, and another more central table that can be lowered and
raised right up to the coach roof, completely out of the way. A long seat
below the raised table also fits perfectly to eat from once the table is
lowered. And further back, between the davits, there is also a very sturdy
hammock that can comfortably seat four adults. On all four corners of the
Maverick there are also very generous dolphin seats with arm rests.
Although we are six on the boat, one never feels cramped for space, never.
Another feature I love about the Maverick is the special built-in spaces
where one can store all the working ropes. We never really call ropes ropes
on a boat, but ropes they are anyway. Every rope on a boat has a specific
name and for a very good reason. Halyards and sheets and lines etc. For
example the main halyard. We use that to hoist the mainsail. You then also
have a genikar halyard, to raise the genikar. Sheets normally determine the
angle of the boom, lines roll in the genoa on a roller furler drum, and you
also have reef lines that hold the mainsail to the boom at different
heights. In order to raise the mainsail for example it would be very
confusing to just use the word rope for all the different ropes we need to
set the sail properly. Fortunately the ropes also have different colours to
make it a bit less complicated. But once you have spent a little time on
any boat, you will get to know the ropes very well. Sound a bit more
complicated than what it is I think, but if you want to sail, it will be a
breeze to learn the ropes. We use winches to control most of the ropes, and
on this Maverick, we have two electric winches. The way they are positioned
also makes for easy sail adjustments and changes. I wonder if one gets a
Bentley Sport. I know you get Bentley convertibles. If I have to compare
the Maverick to some car, this is the closest I can get. Check the Maverick
out on Google, and see if you can get a better comparison :) The generous,
understated and confident lines of the Maverick certainly makes it one of a
kind.
On board we also have a watermaker, or desalinator to be technically more
correct. And a washing machine. And radar, AIS, B&G instruments,
airconditioning, flatscreen tv, music system, two huge freezers and a
refrigerator, Force 10 gas stove with oven, VHF, liferaft, self inflating
life jackets and the list goes on and on. In short, living in the lap of
luxury. Oh yes, and a coffee machine as mentioned in a previous blog, and a
guitar :)
Four of us are doing the watches. Three hours each, my watches are 12 to 3 am
and pm. Normally my watches rotate as we are usually three on board. Which means
no set sleeping pattern. On this trip however our watch system affords us the
luxury of a set sleeping pattern. Even so, I am on call 24/7 should any problems
arise. Last night was a good example. Two hours after my watch ended, a ship
caused us a few problems. Jasmijn who was on watch had to wake me as we were on
a collision course with a ship that was bearing down on us quite quick. The rule
on the sea is that boats/ships pass port to port when you are on a collision
course. I altered course by 20 degrees to starboard, and unexpectedly the ship
altered his course to port, instead of starboard. I changed another 30 degrees
to starboard, and once again the ship altered his course to port, which kept us
on a collision course. I called him on the VHF radio,and we decied that we will
pass starboard to starboard, or green to green. I altered course 50 degrees to
port and he altered slightly to port. Ten minutes later we passed each other
with about two nautical miles between us, quite close on the ocean.
We also caught our first fish yesterday, at long last, and a dorado at that.
After filleting the fish and cutting it into portions, we bagged most of it. We
also had some sushimi. Raw fish with pickled ginger, soya sauce, lemon and
wasabi. Perhaps it is a bit of an acquired taste. But it tasted heavenly, and
what we didn't eat raw, we fried in a pan. For lunch today we had you guess
what.Fish and rice. After weeks of mostly red meat, what a pleasure to have
fresh fish on your plate. I wrote this blog over a few days, and yes, things did
change, as they always do. The current that was pushing us down south has now
released us and we are now sailing east. Soon we will be able to turn up towards
Mauritius. The moon is waning, and soon we will be able to marvel at all the
stars above us. Water temperature has gone up to 25*C. Another few days and we
will be in Mauritius. A few days could be five days, or six, or maybe seven.
Most important, we are having a lot of fun on a beautiful boat. I sincerely hope
that you will also have a bit of fun today. It is your choice after all what you
do with your life. Dare to be different, dare to be authentic, dare to be a
Maverick :)))
Tuesday, September 9, 2014
Update from Marina on our way to Mauritius
Goodmorning everyone, from a place in the ocean off the coast of Africa,
underneath Madagascar somewhere!
I have just relieved Jasmine of her night watch, and it is now my turn from
6 untill 9. We do 3 hour shifts per turn and it seems to work well.
I am accompanied by sleeping bodies, a stunning rising sun, three types of
seabirds who are checking out the trawling lewers behind the boat. One is a
black /brown one, the other a black and white bellied one and the last type
is an albatross looking bird. When I get back in reception I will Google
what they are called. The black / brown one is landing on to the lewer each
morning, sits on the water for a while and then flies off again. The others
just scan it and fly over. These are not the only animals that accompany
us. We also had a moth for while, which scared the jeepers out of Scott as
it followed him everywhere. It must have hopped on board in Mossel Bay but
the wind has now caught him and I assume has laid it to rest in the ocean
somewhere? (I don?t think it had the capacity to fly all the way back to
Mossel Bay).
A pilot whale has chased a lewer so far and we have seen some pretty flying
fish with bright blue wings but apart from that the only thing we have seen
is a changing ocean state.
And boy did we see it change. Early on after leaving Mossel Bay, we
actually reached the 36/37 parallel and got landed in our first REAL storm!
It just appeared out of no where?. The wind picked up drastically and the
noises got louder and louder. I was lying in bed wondering what was
happening. When you lie in bed in our Starboard side, it is like lying
inside a plane. When you look past your feet you can imagine the lines of
chairs going forward, it is just that plane shape, with windows to your
right. In a calm state you just get rocked forwards and backwards and
generally it is a slow motion. The motors hum when they are on and you hear
the sail-drive spin in the water and the autopilot make its adjustments.
When you listen to it the noises together actually sound like words or
people singing! (no I am not going crazy, Paul confirmed this and Geoff has
also heard it!) We just call it the ocean transmitter. Like a radio it
transmits the secrets that ly deep in the ocean (haha!) . Anyway, these
noises got louder and louder, the noise of the water slapping against the
hull got extreme, when I looked through the window all I could see was a
mass of moving water and white foam. The gentle rocking motion went from a
strong lift up to a moment where there was nothing?? and nothing again?.
And the anticipation got just to the point of ?when is it going to
happen?????? when you could feel being pushed forward again slow but with
force?. You felt the drop and then wondered when you were going to stop
dropping?? followed by a plane crash sound?..
And then the whole thing would repeat itself again. At certain moments you
just felt like you where hanging in space, lifted of your bed for a few
noticeable seconds?.. Weird stuff!!
Geoff was on watch and I decided to go check it out. The boys were sleeping
in the saloon on the daybed. As I popped my head out of the hull, Paul was
already up investigating as well. I pulled myself up and onto the couch and
asked, ?whats happening? ?. Paul with his Cool, Calm and Collective manner,
just slowly walked back to the Port hull, rubbing his chin, and calmly
said?. ?Errrhmmm,, we are just going to reef some sails?..? like it was a
perfectly sunny day with not a breeze in the air?. Well, ok I said? He then
slowly went down his cabin to put on his jacket. Took his time, slowly came
back up and went out the door. Welll, those words were re-assuring but the
surroundings certainly weren?t!
Meanwhile the boys woke every now and again when the bow of the boat
pierced itself through a wave with a massive crash sound, to then wear the
wave allover herself, as it got thrown down by the big swell. They would
argue a little over the amount of bed space the other one had pinched and
then fall asleep again.
The front windows were looking as if you were looking into a washing
machine. The whole front was actually submersed into the wave.
How Jasmine slept through most of this I have NO IDEA! She has Scotts cabin
at the front and literally she went through the waves. The crashing noise
was incredibly loud?. But hey, better like that I guess!
Anyway,?.. we made it th rough. When we got up in the morning and looked
at the huge waves it looked rough but when you saw how the boat just hopped
over the top of the breaking waves I could then see how well she handled
it. Even though the noises were scary at night I have not felt scared
inside the boat. The boys even less so?.!
OK, what else?. We are now in beautiful sailing weather again. And the day
just consists of our 3 hour watches, some house keeping and our shared meal
at midday. We take turns in chosing what to eat and all have an input in
cooking it. This midday meal is a nice time as everyone is awake and it is
a real time of sharing.
The rest of the time it is just an open galley and we might share a coffee
together, depending who is awake. Talking about coffee?. As most of you
know Geoff is a fussy coffee drinker and refuses to drink instant coffee?.
We brought our Nespresso machine onboard and the nice coffees are rubbing
off on everyone. We now all enjoy a nice cuppa everyday and figured out
that we make enough power to use the machine, so the instant coffee has
been pushed to the back of the cupboard :). We fill out a log after every
watch. The boys do watches during the day and get to fill out the log as
well. They have to source information from different spots and are learning
how to read the weather and weather forecasts which we get via sat-phone.
We are learning more and more about the navigation system and when we see
ships the boys look them up and Scott even called one up via the VHF radio.
So much learning going on.
We still have plenty of food and I think our provisioning has served us
well so far. We even have plenty of fresh produce left. I have been making
vanilla muffins with Scott a few times. Nothing nicer then fresh baked
goods straight from the oven to be eaten in the fresh sea air.
Unfortunately no fish has stayed on the hook yet. So no Sushimi yet?..
The ocean is getting blue-er and Blue-er? and slowly the little boat on the
autopilot screen is moving itself to Mauritius. We produce plenty of water
with our watermaker. Enough for every one to have a nice hot shower every
day, and to do a load of washing in the machine every once a while. We are
cruising in absolute comfort. Just like being at home.
The swell has gone down heaps and we have a nice following sea which makes
sailing a pleasure. Yesterday we raced along doing mostly 8-10 knots with
our screecher. We find ourself singing out loud at times. The mood is very
good on board without any major disruption. The guitar gets practiced, and
there is a lot of reading and writing going on. Scott did start his
handwritten Journal but then decided to type a book on the Ipad. He written
the start so well and then one night pressed on ?select all, and delete??.
He cried his heart out because he lost the lot. It didn?t take long for him
to franticly get back on it though and type the whole thing again.
Unfortunately the first part was not as elaborately written as the first
time as he was a bit angry he had to do it again, it also sounded a bit
more negative?. But when he caught up with where he was his writing soon
improved to the previous standard. He spends every night adding to his
story and reads it out loud to everyone. I am amazed at his writing skills!
And so funny too, he has us all laughing! We now make sure we back his
writing up so he can?t lose it again. Paul is also writing a blog, and then
there is me?.. ;-)
Well, Paul will post this somehow via his sat-phone and he has posted
Scotts story too. I will sign off now. There are some sleeping bodies
getting up! I hope everyone is well over there , all our love!
underneath Madagascar somewhere!
I have just relieved Jasmine of her night watch, and it is now my turn from
6 untill 9. We do 3 hour shifts per turn and it seems to work well.
I am accompanied by sleeping bodies, a stunning rising sun, three types of
seabirds who are checking out the trawling lewers behind the boat. One is a
black /brown one, the other a black and white bellied one and the last type
is an albatross looking bird. When I get back in reception I will Google
what they are called. The black / brown one is landing on to the lewer each
morning, sits on the water for a while and then flies off again. The others
just scan it and fly over. These are not the only animals that accompany
us. We also had a moth for while, which scared the jeepers out of Scott as
it followed him everywhere. It must have hopped on board in Mossel Bay but
the wind has now caught him and I assume has laid it to rest in the ocean
somewhere? (I don?t think it had the capacity to fly all the way back to
Mossel Bay).
A pilot whale has chased a lewer so far and we have seen some pretty flying
fish with bright blue wings but apart from that the only thing we have seen
is a changing ocean state.
And boy did we see it change. Early on after leaving Mossel Bay, we
actually reached the 36/37 parallel and got landed in our first REAL storm!
It just appeared out of no where?. The wind picked up drastically and the
noises got louder and louder. I was lying in bed wondering what was
happening. When you lie in bed in our Starboard side, it is like lying
inside a plane. When you look past your feet you can imagine the lines of
chairs going forward, it is just that plane shape, with windows to your
right. In a calm state you just get rocked forwards and backwards and
generally it is a slow motion. The motors hum when they are on and you hear
the sail-drive spin in the water and the autopilot make its adjustments.
When you listen to it the noises together actually sound like words or
people singing! (no I am not going crazy, Paul confirmed this and Geoff has
also heard it!) We just call it the ocean transmitter. Like a radio it
transmits the secrets that ly deep in the ocean (haha!) . Anyway, these
noises got louder and louder, the noise of the water slapping against the
hull got extreme, when I looked through the window all I could see was a
mass of moving water and white foam. The gentle rocking motion went from a
strong lift up to a moment where there was nothing?? and nothing again?.
And the anticipation got just to the point of ?when is it going to
happen?????? when you could feel being pushed forward again slow but with
force?. You felt the drop and then wondered when you were going to stop
dropping?? followed by a plane crash sound?..
And then the whole thing would repeat itself again. At certain moments you
just felt like you where hanging in space, lifted of your bed for a few
noticeable seconds?.. Weird stuff!!
Geoff was on watch and I decided to go check it out. The boys were sleeping
in the saloon on the daybed. As I popped my head out of the hull, Paul was
already up investigating as well. I pulled myself up and onto the couch and
asked, ?whats happening? ?. Paul with his Cool, Calm and Collective manner,
just slowly walked back to the Port hull, rubbing his chin, and calmly
said?. ?Errrhmmm,, we are just going to reef some sails?..? like it was a
perfectly sunny day with not a breeze in the air?. Well, ok I said? He then
slowly went down his cabin to put on his jacket. Took his time, slowly came
back up and went out the door. Welll, those words were re-assuring but the
surroundings certainly weren?t!
Meanwhile the boys woke every now and again when the bow of the boat
pierced itself through a wave with a massive crash sound, to then wear the
wave allover herself, as it got thrown down by the big swell. They would
argue a little over the amount of bed space the other one had pinched and
then fall asleep again.
The front windows were looking as if you were looking into a washing
machine. The whole front was actually submersed into the wave.
How Jasmine slept through most of this I have NO IDEA! She has Scotts cabin
at the front and literally she went through the waves. The crashing noise
was incredibly loud?. But hey, better like that I guess!
Anyway,?.. we made it th rough. When we got up in the morning and looked
at the huge waves it looked rough but when you saw how the boat just hopped
over the top of the breaking waves I could then see how well she handled
it. Even though the noises were scary at night I have not felt scared
inside the boat. The boys even less so?.!
OK, what else?. We are now in beautiful sailing weather again. And the day
just consists of our 3 hour watches, some house keeping and our shared meal
at midday. We take turns in chosing what to eat and all have an input in
cooking it. This midday meal is a nice time as everyone is awake and it is
a real time of sharing.
The rest of the time it is just an open galley and we might share a coffee
together, depending who is awake. Talking about coffee?. As most of you
know Geoff is a fussy coffee drinker and refuses to drink instant coffee?.
We brought our Nespresso machine onboard and the nice coffees are rubbing
off on everyone. We now all enjoy a nice cuppa everyday and figured out
that we make enough power to use the machine, so the instant coffee has
been pushed to the back of the cupboard :). We fill out a log after every
watch. The boys do watches during the day and get to fill out the log as
well. They have to source information from different spots and are learning
how to read the weather and weather forecasts which we get via sat-phone.
We are learning more and more about the navigation system and when we see
ships the boys look them up and Scott even called one up via the VHF radio.
So much learning going on.
We still have plenty of food and I think our provisioning has served us
well so far. We even have plenty of fresh produce left. I have been making
vanilla muffins with Scott a few times. Nothing nicer then fresh baked
goods straight from the oven to be eaten in the fresh sea air.
Unfortunately no fish has stayed on the hook yet. So no Sushimi yet?..
The ocean is getting blue-er and Blue-er? and slowly the little boat on the
autopilot screen is moving itself to Mauritius. We produce plenty of water
with our watermaker. Enough for every one to have a nice hot shower every
day, and to do a load of washing in the machine every once a while. We are
cruising in absolute comfort. Just like being at home.
The swell has gone down heaps and we have a nice following sea which makes
sailing a pleasure. Yesterday we raced along doing mostly 8-10 knots with
our screecher. We find ourself singing out loud at times. The mood is very
good on board without any major disruption. The guitar gets practiced, and
there is a lot of reading and writing going on. Scott did start his
handwritten Journal but then decided to type a book on the Ipad. He written
the start so well and then one night pressed on ?select all, and delete??.
He cried his heart out because he lost the lot. It didn?t take long for him
to franticly get back on it though and type the whole thing again.
Unfortunately the first part was not as elaborately written as the first
time as he was a bit angry he had to do it again, it also sounded a bit
more negative?. But when he caught up with where he was his writing soon
improved to the previous standard. He spends every night adding to his
story and reads it out loud to everyone. I am amazed at his writing skills!
And so funny too, he has us all laughing! We now make sure we back his
writing up so he can?t lose it again. Paul is also writing a blog, and then
there is me?.. ;-)
Well, Paul will post this somehow via his sat-phone and he has posted
Scotts story too. I will sign off now. There are some sleeping bodies
getting up! I hope everyone is well over there , all our love!
Monday, September 8, 2014
From the youngest crew on board Island Home, Scott(9)- Unedited
MAURITIUS!!!We left Cape Town in the afternoon. We all saw seals,whales,and
dolphins as we'll. we sailed around Cape Town and got to false bay in 4
hours which was quick. The boat kept its speed up for the night. I slept on
the couch for the night. The next morning I got a little more better at
being more not puking but still haven't gotten over it yet. That afternoon
we sailed till Cape Agulhas. we got tied up to a buoy but stuffed up so dad
had to go in the freezing cold water which was like 12 degrees cold. The
other bad thing was it was like 8.00pm. we had to shine a torch to keep on
track of where he was. We had trouble because we had our keels stuck which
sucked. So that's why he had to hop in. The noise was that bad we all
didn't get a decent night sleep. The next morning we had to leave for
another anchorage spot out side of the bay. We did a different way of
getting the further away buoy untied.Step 1:Untie the first buoy tied to
the bowStep 2:Turn the motors onStep 3:Slowly move side ways toward the
buoyÊStep 4:ÊGet the nearest hook that can extendÊStep 5:ÊExtend the hook
and angle the Captain to the spot you want him to go toÊStep 6:ÊQuickly
grab the buoy and untie the rope before you stuff up the propsÊWARNING:
Always have an helper in this job other wise get your butt in to gear ready
for a tuff job.We got untied ready to enter out. We waited for the
breakers? to pass and miss us. We didn't sail obviously because It was only
half a kilometre or so. We settled in the anchorage spot outside the bay.
We had breakfast or lunch or whatever we had and then me and Phil obviously
did the stupid dishes like always. We did the dishes and saw some whales
making a R18? Talent show which I meant doing it together like humpy back
whales do. We waited in the saloon looking at the weather for the next 5
days to see if I wouldn't puke but if it was 6-8 meter swell they wouldn't
care anyway for my workers in my belly they would make my little men chuck
out all my food and make me sick and yes I'm talking about my dad. But
luckily I was safe it would be say 3-5 meter swell. We recognised the sky
had given us a little darkness. The sky turned black so Jasmijn and I took
photos but I did a video and she did a photo.( I forgot to wright ) we had
custard and fruit with tea or coffee. We had with caramel waffles ( which
in Dutch it was said stroopwafels ).( Going forward now ). We sat in the
saloon for the most of the time. I can't remember what we had for dinner
that night but it was something like sausage and potatoes with fruit salad
with some other things. We set sail the next day for mossel bay which was
another 170 nautical miles away. We had to sail for 1 and a half days. We
sailed and sailed for the next day and a half. I did my first night watch
with Jasmijn And I an had appetiser while she had white wine yuck!!!.Phil
got bored and came to help do a night watch but instead we looked at little
blue sparkle speck things that come from out of the water. We looked at the
silver moon shine on the the water as well as the stars which I saw a few
stars that gathered up together and looked like a rat or mice. We kept an
eye out for any Tankers or Cargo ships but only thought a lighthouse was an
other ship in the distance but wasn't one. I stayed up till the 8.00 pm
night watch before I had to go for a shower. I went for a shower but mum
had to be my assistant for washing my body. Once I got out of the shower I
got changed and said good night to everyone and then fell asleep on dad and
mums bed dreaming of making a wooden catamaran. In the morning I recognised
we were at mossel bay and I woke Phil up to show him the big boat called
Smit-loyde we tied up next to a fishing boat haha we tied up to a cleat at
the bow but as the back we tied the rope to all the fishing lines we had to
see if we could find a spot for shelter for 36 hours but we only could do
36 hours because our visas were expired. When Paul got back from port
control security or police came to see what we were doing but they allowed
us to stay for 36 hours we got a spot at the end of the jetty and
apparently there was a big rock I had to look out for. We got tied to the
jetty and we had breakfast. ( sorry readers I don't know what happened
after breakfast ) the next the next day later we didn't leave and became
illegal citizens. The next night or so we went to the very first maverick
owners farm near George and went there for dinner it was about a 45 minute
drive away. Once we got there we met a super cute dog called Rover?. He got
aggressive once he new us more I saw a quad and got more excited. The even
better thing was we got to play Xbox we played some games and got stuck in
one game for the whole time. I asked joe the oldest son if me and Phil
could go on the quad and he took us took us around. Once I hopped on I got
a little anxious but as soon as I pushed the knob thingy I wasn't anxious
any more we drove around on the quad to the lambs and on board the quad was
me Phil joe and Rover?. When we looked at the first herd of lamb we all
stepped in lamb crap when we left we headed over 4-5 hills before getting
to the 2 herd of lamb. We came to the lambs because there was a lamb that
was born that morning when we headed back I warned Phil not to scare the
baby lamb because it was only little. It was Phil's turn to go back but he
went slower than me because Rover? was on the back and he tried to jump
off. As soon as we got back we went to have dinner for dinner we had corn
pap and delicious bread with sauce and a little bit of chilli in it. We had
4 different tiles of sausage and some lamb with chicken. Me and Phil went
back in the game room and played Xbox with cream soda as a drink. We had a
other one for desert and missed out on chocolate mouse with cone things. We
had to leave because of those stupid contacts of mums. We left back to the
boat once we got back we said bonjour to everyone and gave everyone a hug
and once we got on the boat we all went to bed.ÊThe next morning we went to
a museum to see things from ages ago we went to an taquarium and then we
saw a big ship which discovered South Africa in 1488 by Diaz when we went
up stairs we saw a dentist chair and a dentist kit when we left it was like
12.00pm in the afternoon. We went to the yacht club and we had wine
appetisers and fish with pizza I met two boys called Christian and Anthony
which went up to two random girls and went aaaaayyyyyy!!!! Sexy lady and it
made me embarrassed. I had to look for there sisters which one of the said
one of the sisters were hot. Which I saw her I'd not been to sure?. We left
and they said there boat was called SEA BORN and ours was right in front of
us and they had seen our boat and had got jealous because it was bigger.
Anyway we left and we got back to the boat we got a plate of nibbles and
had that for a for a full dinner the next morning we had breakfast and we
untied from the jetty's and that was it we had our chance to charge
everything and we would be heading out for open ocean and wouldn't be
seeing land for the next 2 weeks?
dolphins as we'll. we sailed around Cape Town and got to false bay in 4
hours which was quick. The boat kept its speed up for the night. I slept on
the couch for the night. The next morning I got a little more better at
being more not puking but still haven't gotten over it yet. That afternoon
we sailed till Cape Agulhas. we got tied up to a buoy but stuffed up so dad
had to go in the freezing cold water which was like 12 degrees cold. The
other bad thing was it was like 8.00pm. we had to shine a torch to keep on
track of where he was. We had trouble because we had our keels stuck which
sucked. So that's why he had to hop in. The noise was that bad we all
didn't get a decent night sleep. The next morning we had to leave for
another anchorage spot out side of the bay. We did a different way of
getting the further away buoy untied.Step 1:Untie the first buoy tied to
the bowStep 2:Turn the motors onStep 3:Slowly move side ways toward the
buoyÊStep 4:ÊGet the nearest hook that can extendÊStep 5:ÊExtend the hook
and angle the Captain to the spot you want him to go toÊStep 6:ÊQuickly
grab the buoy and untie the rope before you stuff up the propsÊWARNING:
Always have an helper in this job other wise get your butt in to gear ready
for a tuff job.We got untied ready to enter out. We waited for the
breakers? to pass and miss us. We didn't sail obviously because It was only
half a kilometre or so. We settled in the anchorage spot outside the bay.
We had breakfast or lunch or whatever we had and then me and Phil obviously
did the stupid dishes like always. We did the dishes and saw some whales
making a R18? Talent show which I meant doing it together like humpy back
whales do. We waited in the saloon looking at the weather for the next 5
days to see if I wouldn't puke but if it was 6-8 meter swell they wouldn't
care anyway for my workers in my belly they would make my little men chuck
out all my food and make me sick and yes I'm talking about my dad. But
luckily I was safe it would be say 3-5 meter swell. We recognised the sky
had given us a little darkness. The sky turned black so Jasmijn and I took
photos but I did a video and she did a photo.( I forgot to wright ) we had
custard and fruit with tea or coffee. We had with caramel waffles ( which
in Dutch it was said stroopwafels ).( Going forward now ). We sat in the
saloon for the most of the time. I can't remember what we had for dinner
that night but it was something like sausage and potatoes with fruit salad
with some other things. We set sail the next day for mossel bay which was
another 170 nautical miles away. We had to sail for 1 and a half days. We
sailed and sailed for the next day and a half. I did my first night watch
with Jasmijn And I an had appetiser while she had white wine yuck!!!.Phil
got bored and came to help do a night watch but instead we looked at little
blue sparkle speck things that come from out of the water. We looked at the
silver moon shine on the the water as well as the stars which I saw a few
stars that gathered up together and looked like a rat or mice. We kept an
eye out for any Tankers or Cargo ships but only thought a lighthouse was an
other ship in the distance but wasn't one. I stayed up till the 8.00 pm
night watch before I had to go for a shower. I went for a shower but mum
had to be my assistant for washing my body. Once I got out of the shower I
got changed and said good night to everyone and then fell asleep on dad and
mums bed dreaming of making a wooden catamaran. In the morning I recognised
we were at mossel bay and I woke Phil up to show him the big boat called
Smit-loyde we tied up next to a fishing boat haha we tied up to a cleat at
the bow but as the back we tied the rope to all the fishing lines we had to
see if we could find a spot for shelter for 36 hours but we only could do
36 hours because our visas were expired. When Paul got back from port
control security or police came to see what we were doing but they allowed
us to stay for 36 hours we got a spot at the end of the jetty and
apparently there was a big rock I had to look out for. We got tied to the
jetty and we had breakfast. ( sorry readers I don't know what happened
after breakfast ) the next the next day later we didn't leave and became
illegal citizens. The next night or so we went to the very first maverick
owners farm near George and went there for dinner it was about a 45 minute
drive away. Once we got there we met a super cute dog called Rover?. He got
aggressive once he new us more I saw a quad and got more excited. The even
better thing was we got to play Xbox we played some games and got stuck in
one game for the whole time. I asked joe the oldest son if me and Phil
could go on the quad and he took us took us around. Once I hopped on I got
a little anxious but as soon as I pushed the knob thingy I wasn't anxious
any more we drove around on the quad to the lambs and on board the quad was
me Phil joe and Rover?. When we looked at the first herd of lamb we all
stepped in lamb crap when we left we headed over 4-5 hills before getting
to the 2 herd of lamb. We came to the lambs because there was a lamb that
was born that morning when we headed back I warned Phil not to scare the
baby lamb because it was only little. It was Phil's turn to go back but he
went slower than me because Rover? was on the back and he tried to jump
off. As soon as we got back we went to have dinner for dinner we had corn
pap and delicious bread with sauce and a little bit of chilli in it. We had
4 different tiles of sausage and some lamb with chicken. Me and Phil went
back in the game room and played Xbox with cream soda as a drink. We had a
other one for desert and missed out on chocolate mouse with cone things. We
had to leave because of those stupid contacts of mums. We left back to the
boat once we got back we said bonjour to everyone and gave everyone a hug
and once we got on the boat we all went to bed.ÊThe next morning we went to
a museum to see things from ages ago we went to an taquarium and then we
saw a big ship which discovered South Africa in 1488 by Diaz when we went
up stairs we saw a dentist chair and a dentist kit when we left it was like
12.00pm in the afternoon. We went to the yacht club and we had wine
appetisers and fish with pizza I met two boys called Christian and Anthony
which went up to two random girls and went aaaaayyyyyy!!!! Sexy lady and it
made me embarrassed. I had to look for there sisters which one of the said
one of the sisters were hot. Which I saw her I'd not been to sure?. We left
and they said there boat was called SEA BORN and ours was right in front of
us and they had seen our boat and had got jealous because it was bigger.
Anyway we left and we got back to the boat we got a plate of nibbles and
had that for a for a full dinner the next morning we had breakfast and we
untied from the jetty's and that was it we had our chance to charge
everything and we would be heading out for open ocean and wouldn't be
seeing land for the next 2 weeks?
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