My situation is quite easy to explain: There’s nothing I can do. The thalweg won’t let us go through, Mike and I. I can’t go right, I can’t go left so no need to get agitated, I’m just sailing on the wind and it’s fine.
I’m mostly keeping an eye on what’s coming from behind because that’s what you’re supposed to do in the Great South, where depressions come from the west. And what’s coming to us this time is huge! 40 knots on the files, which means 50 knots in reality. And I’m not even talking about the gusts! It’s really no laughing matter and we’ll have to make sure we don’t get caught in tat. I hope the depression will calm down a little. One thing is for sure: We’ll have to sail faster than it. But it call all change by the time the front is actually here on Sunday afternoon. In the meantime, it’s zero wind for me.
