Day 38

Day 38

Neptune seems miffed with us

After a night in Loch shell in the world of Dragons. While we never found a dragon we did find a need to mark our anchor chain more accurately. As we had a moment last night where the anchor might have been slipping. Good leadership from Shaun and calm reassurance from Dan made us feel secure and after a quick anchor watch all went back to normal.

The rain hammered all night and the boat swang on the chain as the storm raged outside of out safe harbour. We felt it even in this haven from the raging gales. The weather was broken on our radio as our signal was blocked from the guardian mountains around us.  It was decided we would leave later than the original plan using the best information we had the storm would then have passed.

The gale had left a legacy of choppy seas that as we approached the afternoon were swamping the deck and water rushed past the helm and off the back of the boat. As the weather reached its worse I was off shift. Some of the crew went to look and described the scenes as “something out of the deadliest catch” I decided my best option was to stay in my bed and adopt the foetal position. So while I could feel the waves and hear the rain I never made it back to the deck in time to feel the full force of the waves. To be honest quite glad about it. As evening approached the seas calmed and our normal routine took over.

We are heading to Tobermory but it looks like we will have to sit out the night at anchor again to wait for the tides. It will leave us with a shot hop tomorrow where we can catch up with the Yachts and bring the team together ready of our arrival in Oban on Saturday.

Moral is high. There is plenty of singing and laughing and I wrote a rubbish poem. Maybe I will share it at some point (it is deliberately rubbish we were doing rubbish poems about the sea on watch)

Stay safe, speak soon

Russ