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600 Nautical miles in four days (one stop-over)
Tuesday, 15 Jul 2014, 22:11
Visible to anyone in the world
Edited by Jonathan Vernon, Wednesday, 16 Jul 2014, 10:25
Fig. 1. Many firsts
First time to log and chart any off-shore trip
First time to have the helm on a four hour night-time shift: just me, the full moon, the occasional visit by dolphins and 'ghost' ships that appeared, off radar, without any night-time navigation lights on.
First time to speak Spanish and be understood - even it was only asking for a one-way ticket at the bus station.
First time plotting a course and keeping the log.
First time sleeping overnight in an airport - the flight out went too early for the trains and taking a taxi negated getting a cheap flight.
First time to see the straights of Gibraltar - staggered by the narrow gap between Europe and Africa.
First time to be seasick: hideous, only lasted a few hours thankfully.
The list goes on of firsts.
Never more than four hours sleep in a row since last Friday.
I read a book cover to cover on the flight out (including departure lounge) 'Close to the Wind' by Jon Waters, someone else who did a university course in creative writing and is now being published. It's taken five years.
First time to use GPS system on a boat that not only plots your exact position, but identifies other boats in the same detail: size, speed across water, destination, bearing and so on.
600 Nautical miles in four days (one stop-over)
Fig. 1. Many firsts
First time to log and chart any off-shore trip
First time to have the helm on a four hour night-time shift: just me, the full moon, the occasional visit by dolphins and 'ghost' ships that appeared, off radar, without any night-time navigation lights on.
First time to speak Spanish and be understood - even it was only asking for a one-way ticket at the bus station.
First time plotting a course and keeping the log.
First time sleeping overnight in an airport - the flight out went too early for the trains and taking a taxi negated getting a cheap flight.
First time to see the straights of Gibraltar - staggered by the narrow gap between Europe and Africa.
First time to be seasick: hideous, only lasted a few hours thankfully.
The list goes on of firsts.
Never more than four hours sleep in a row since last Friday.
I read a book cover to cover on the flight out (including departure lounge) 'Close to the Wind' by Jon Waters, someone else who did a university course in creative writing and is now being published. It's taken five years.
First time to use GPS system on a boat that not only plots your exact position, but identifies other boats in the same detail: size, speed across water, destination, bearing and so on.
Shattered.