Logbook Tres Hombres (May 14, 2012) Port side night watch, 22:00h. by Anne

Logbook Tres Hombres (May 14, 2012)

Port side night watch, 22:00h. by Anne

The helmsman is softly singing, probably to keep his mind of the cold or because he is bored. As we have been going north, night watches have changed. Where, during the Caribbean nights the watch would gather on the poopdeck to keep the wheelperson company and to chill underneath the stars, everyone is now seeking shelter in the slightly warmer chartroom, or in the cosy galley.

Apart from a few nice sunny days, the sea and sky around us have been grey, wet and cold. Tropical temperatures are definitely over as Europe is coming closer each day. The sailors of Tres Hombres, who are spoiled with the Caribbean sun, are slowly losing their tans, and are now wearing numerous layers of clothes. Complaints like 'It's sooohoo cooold' or 'I wanna go back to my bunk!' and 'I want a guinness!' are heard more and more frequently each watch.

Although I'd rather be surrounded by a nice blue sea, I have to admit that in a way I like the grey dark swell that is carrying us to the English Channel at the moment. I've been enjoying the sailing of this week. Yes, you'll hear me complain about the weather, but I actually like the cold breeze against my face when being on the wheel, see how the sprays splash over the deck and feel the ship accelerate when she rides a wave.

Thereby, this north/western winds carry a nice 'warm' atmosphere to the ship. The galley and the quarters below decks are more cosy than before. Bunks with warm blankets are extra nice after some cold hours on deck. I enjoy the little moments when everybody gathers on the aft deck for a short evening muster. That's when Charlie would tell one of his fairy tales or saga's and gets the full attention of even the toughest sailors on board. Or when captain Jorne brings up 2 bottles of wine, to keep his crew warm and to celebrate the Saturday night.

Even-though it doesn't really feel like it here at the northern Atlantic, summer is on it's way. By the end of this month the ship will be (nearly) back in Den Helder. As the end of this trip comes closer, I realize how much I'm probably going to miss these times at sea. Right now my feet are cold and I wanna go to my bunk , but I don't really want to go home yet.

Anne,

Deckhand

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