Saturday 24 July 2021
Mid-Tasman
If yesterday was calm, then today… it’s not! The wind began to build through the night from the North East, and as it did we reduced sail – a second reef in the main, reduced the size of the jib, then wound in the staysail altogether.
As the wind built, so did the sea with our motion going from level tennis court to a rodeo bull ring in just a few hours. Matt worked through the night trimming sails, staying on watch and downloading the latest forecast. This showed more bad news to come from the south, so we are starting the track further north to miss the worst of it.
Looking at the chart plotter, I see we are about half way across “the ditch” … named by someone who obviously had never sailed it.
Mid morning, Harm was on watch and noted the wind speed climbing, so too our pace through the waves which had the sense of us “racing’… but not in a good way. It was clear that things had gone up a notch and we were over-powered.








Sam and I responded by clipping our safety harness tethers onto the port jackstay (safety line) and going forward to pull down the mainsail, while Harm brought us up into the, by now, 35-40 knot gale.
Ever since, we have been running before the conditions … staying as dry and snug as we can be, in the cockpit – each of us taking turns to go below to rest – real sleep being a bit tricky.



We’ve recently had torrential rain, which flattened the sea somewhat. Outside it’s grey on grey interspersed with white breaking seas, spray and white caps – I wish I could upload some photos.
Despite having just a tiny bit of headsail out – not even enough for a table cloth – we are still making about 5 knots … occasionally up to 7 as we travel down the front of a wave.
Food did make an appearance this afternoon. In a superhuman effort Harm, after catching a few hours rest, poked his head out of the companionway hatch asking … “anyone for some reheated dinner from last night?”
Sam and I had been riding the bucking bronco Chimere in the cockpit much of the afternoon and never was such a question answered in the affirmative. It tasted good last night but this afternoon it was even more delicious.
Eventually it was time for a shift-change, I’m now off-watch, and mercifully the seas have calmed down, and the wind a mere 25 knots.
I grabbed a couple of hours rest in my bunk and probably even some sleep. Feeling a bit guilty, I suited up in dry gear, only to be informed by Matt and Harm that I can go back to sleep again … they are good for a few more hours. Yeah!! Time off for good behavior perhaps.


Our sail configuration is a bit unorthodox … still got a tiny jib hoisted, but we have Perkins ticking away at 1400RPM …it gives us around 6 knots speed meaning we are not caught over-canvassed if another big blow comes through and it keeps the saloon kind-of-warm, which is nice.

Funny, just when you think you’ve sorted the sea pattern, all of a sudden we’ll be hit on the beam with one extra large wave that takes you by surprise. There’s the signature lift to the starboard side, followed by a ‘Whoosh’ then ‘Bang’ as the wave hits and then goes vertical, only to land or be blown all over us. Good thing we have the cockpit enclosure and that most water is kept out.
No sunset tonight. The grey world just got greyer, then darker, then black … even the full moon is being kept away.
Had to send today’s blog via multiple sat-texts. Thanks Mike for putting all the pieces together.
Until Tomorrow …
Smooth seas, fair breezes and it’s come in a bit uncomfortable.
Hang in there! Thoughts and prayers with you
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Thank you Nicola!! Hope you are keeping well! It was really great the way it worked out for you to join us up north!
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