Logbook Tres Hombres (June 28, 2012)
Back at sea and passing Dover passage by Captain Andreas Lackner
What a feeling! Back on the boat, everything is just as logical as magical. People become crew and then friends. Everybody is told when and what to eat, pull, dowse, furl, repair or clean. All is new to the new ones, all is good with the old ones. New is the seasickness at the first day at sea with 35 knots against, good is the manner of standing it. The first ray of sunshine and the first wave smaller than 3m makes them forget everything and eat everything again. New crew, old adventure, all good.
After 10 days of hardcore PR in Amsterdam everybody was really ready to leave the warm and welcoming city, except the train bridge at the Oosterdoksluis. Having planned the voyage and expecting the best available winds for the passage to Fecamp, where we would have been the attraction at the yearly maritime festival, we got stuck in front of that bridge. Would have been, nothing of all that.
Instead we had to change destination for Brixham and left a week later into SW 7, tacking the North Sea for 4 days to get to the Strait. There there was a little change in the wind forecasted, 12 hours of SE, so we worked our way down to the exact position where we wanted to receive the good breeze from the right direction. In sight of Calais and Dunkerque we were granted a beautiful red sunset, just enough space in between the clouds and the horizon to fit the glowing ball. In the moment that she was gone the mate silently groaned: About ship, helms aleeeee
! and at the slowest pace she turned to windward while the watch on deck tacked the ship on tow tips, all sails set. This was the reward for beating down and reaching the French coast in time: a south-easterly wind allows us to set course through the Dover Strait, just outside the shipping lane, along the French coast. All night we proudly enjoyed the sailing abilities of the Tres Hombres, beating the current with such light winds that not even the windmills did react on the breeze. Now we are on the other side, what feels like open sea after all the windmill parks, oil rigs and sandbanks, preparing for the next depression to come...
Capt'n Andreas Lackner
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