The weather forecast predicted 11 to 16 knots of wind from the SE, which sounds brilliant, but then we had to motor the first 3 hours through confused seas to get out of Tahiti’s lee, then finally a breeze set in (hurrah, set the sails!), only to die down soon after. For hours the slapping genoa buffeted Pitufa with a melodic WA-WA-WHOOMM!, the fully battened main answered with a mast-shaking BAMM! and Pitufa’s crew suffered with her. Around midnight proper wind set in and pushed us through the still lumpy seas to our goal that we reached a bit delayed in the afternoon.
2015
16
Aug
