Sometimes it feels like the sea has lost it’s memory. Or she just doesn’t know what she wants.
She moves around, in all different directions. Waves come from the West, the Southwest, the Northwest and it is pushed from the Northeast as well.
The winds keep shifting on us, mainly westerlies but with southerly or northerly components. And the current has been helping us, pushing us westwards but the sea doesn’t like that and she complains lifting herself up, like little walls in front of our bow. Lumbaz is tossed around, as if with no course. And we, inside of her, are no different.
And the winds don’t know what they want either. They blow with 8 knots, to shift and increase to 20 knots within minutes. And then squalls appear on the horizon and shift the wind again, sometimes increasing its force beyond what we would wish.
Alltogether it is not much fun sailing, or motoring or what ever it is we are trying to do.
But we know one thing. There is no place to drop the hook for us until we reach a set of islands about 100 miles west of us. They are called the Padaidos Islands or Pulau Sorenarwa, whichever we reach first.
Our objective is to make it in time for Christmas Eve. No one on board is looking forward to spend Christmas in these seas, so we try hard to move but have a hard time making more than 75 miles a day. Other than that, all good on board.
We have the best crew we could hope for !! A sample of endurance and resilience.
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