We motorsailed for about 15 hours overnight, waiting for the north breeze to fill in. Much cooler now, chilly on deck and perfect below, the front doing some magic. Great sleeping conditions, thuds notwithstanding. Delicious pancakes for breakfast! Matt’s special recipe. An hour ago the north breeze came in strong, from the NNE at 24-27 knots. We are back to 9 knots under double-reefed main and a 1/3 unfurled jib. Glad we left the reef in.
During the “break” we did a bit of clean up/dry out. Things accumulate in pile-etts and strew themselves about. We worked on the autopilot, which was working flawlessly when we didn’t need it and now has a gremlin. Tom has been at the helm for his 4-hour solo watch, half easy, half not. I went to shut down the engine and found it dead. Came below and was told the generator also shut itself off. Strong pang of uh-oh, right there in my stomach. Relieved in 5 minutes by switching fuel tanks and restarting the engine, all good.. We were drawing from tank 3 which was very low, and believe the strong sudden heel let the diesel gulp a snippet of air, which it detests. Events like this become routine, but consume much time and thought.
Jackie kneaded and rolled dough for homemade bread, now rising proudly (the bread). Matt was about to put on Pirates of the Caribbean (he and Cam whistling the theme song in anticipation, their combined whistles striking an odd dis-chord). The blast of wind brought us to attention on deck, trimming sails and stuff. Movie cancelled. Now Liz is napping in the main setee in what would be a sitting position except the angel of heel has her comfortably nestled, looking peaceful.
The wind is in kind of a good direction, letting us go towards Horta, but at a closer angle than ideal, mostly a comfort thing. Acclimating to our new pitch. Now the fridge erupts its contents upon opening.
About to go on noon-4pm watch, with Cam. Foulies on as squalls still passing. Love to all. MJ