30... 29 ...28, you know what, I think it’s no use counting!
So you probably thought that our passage was goin’
to be all smiles and happy times, right.
Well, you’re wrong.
First, we were meant to have a pure 30 days on
passage with the swell coming from the side with 3m waves and an average of
15kts.
Second, (yep, I’ve only just started!) we were
finding problems with the watermaker on around the third day and from then on
we had to use salt water for washing up! Our daily limit was something like 12l
altogether (including washing up, showers and drinks! Funny, since the average
UK citizen uses 10 times more: 100l!!!!!)!
And just as we went through all of this: disaster
struck!
Now, now. No shouting, Oskar will read the story for
you soon enough if class 2B would just quieten down a little!
Yep, after the first couple of days we were
reasonably well and we were making good progress and we were satisfied with the
course we were headed to the Azores...
But, as you all know, there is never a dull moment
in sailing, and something bad was BOUND TO HAPPEN!!
You know what, I’m not going to go into all my Oskar
descriptions about blah, blah, blah, but I will tell you what happened to us:
the forestay on the front of our boat broke. We were sailing along as happy as
could be until we heard a massive, loud BANG! Next
thing we know, the forestay ripped of the metal and broke! Soon Dad was out and
Raul, I and Dad were getting the sail down and making sure that we tightened
the haliaurds because we definitely didn’t want the mast to fall!