Mast trip

Brian descended the mast like an angel from heaven yesterday having put up a new wind wand that we lost in the last storm. We could now enjoy sailing knowing how much wind we have and also where it was coming from, a novel concept. This took place during a patch of being becalmed. We may have lost some miles to our cohorts but we were able to fix jobs that had arisen before the mother of all storms was to hit. I know it always happens at night but being caught out with two reefs in your mainsail in a fifty knot squall is no joke. I completely lost my sense of humour and by way of recovery my angel onboard made me a survival cup of tea before he got his head down for some zzzz's.
 
Dee and Brian

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