We are finally managing to get some distance behind us. The engine has been
acting "abit funny" (a technical term), so we decided to switch onto wind
power all through last night and most of today. Bryan had to take an early
morning dip with his scuba gear on to check there was nothing caught on the
propeller - which there wasn't. I am sure he would have preferred a hot
shower and coffee. A good blast of the engine seemed to be doing the
trick - and just as well as the wind is coming from exactly where we need to
be heading. But now we are back to wind power for the night. It really is
the sod's law of sailing. The law really took the proverbial when we
rounded the tip of mussandam many months back - wind on the nose all the way
there and as we rounded the corner so did the wind!!
I have been feeling mighty queasy since we left shore - the travel sickness
tablets are never the full cure and I am well practised to getting "down
wind". I think this is for my welfare, though am never too sure if Bryan is
more concerned about me or the potential racing strips on Aroha. I am still
not 100% but hope tomorrow will start to get more used to the motion again.
Our first night was endured rather than enjoyed - the first over night
passage is always the worse though as your body fights staying awake, even
though when you do sleep you can't hit deep slumber. That said, we have all
been catnapping all day - Laith would be proud of us. I tried to break the
monotony for Erin by digging out a cross stitch that I had on board for
these dull moments. She looked fairly horrified when she saw it as it is
not quite as kid friendly as I had hoped. I have given it a go this
afternoon as it is not exactly going to be a work of art.
So we are about to get tucked in for another night - long trousers for me as
it gets a bit nippy. Tuna pasta is on the stove and the sun is beginning to
set. More tomorrow...