Just as we think this sailing life can’t get any better a fierce squall hits as we sail into trouble inside a rocky anchorage.
We picked up more wind as Jamie poled out the genoa and we ran goosewing. Wow, it was great! The sense of speed was tremendous. We seldom dropped below 7 knots and I was at the helm when we clocked our first 10 knots! With the wind behind us practically the whole way we gave chase and over took quite a few other yachts. Esper seemed to love it as much as us.
… since we were running with the wind we thought we’d have a bit of fun and pole out the jib to fly goosewing. The last time I’d done this was whilst crossing the Atlantic, and we had a Yachtmaster and first mate to do the complicated bit of setting the sail, but not ones to give up on a challenge we literally stood on foredeck, TomCunliffe’s ‘The Complete Yachtmaster’ in one hand, and a pole in the other!