I'm very happy to have arrived in the Austral Islands and be back in French Polynesia.
It was a long crossing.
22 days, not much wind.
We gambled with the fuel use early on, and lost.
So, we sailed.
There were 3 excellent days of hull speed beam reaching, then, rien on the windage.
We encountered some squalls and 36 hours of a front that brought rain, headwind and curses.
Overall, we had 9 days of < 100 nm of progress. The trip took 1 less day than our longest passage last year, but was 2/3 the length.
We recorded our shortest day of progress ever- 60 nm.
We were lucky, though, and had no big gales or storms, no significant mechanical issues and no medical problems along the way.
By the time we arrived, we were pretty exhausted. I think on the fatigue continuum I was somewhere between jet lagged after flying coach to India and finishing a long month of ER night shifts attending drunks and other random weirdos.
Anyway, for now, it's baguette, cannonball, pamplemousse, nap, whisky, repeat. Sounds good to me.
|We had lots of changing conditions during the passage. Spinnaker up, spinnaker down. Pole out the jib, take the pole down. Raise the main, lower the main.|
|As usual, fantastic sunrise and sunsets across the Pacific.|
|Somehow, everything has a purpose.|
|Ready, set, squall!|
|We sailed wing and wing for about 2 hours before conditions changed enough that we had to change sail, again.|
|Day 22- Land ho, captain!|
|Pulling into the pass at Raivavae. Raivavae has the reputation as being the most beautiful of all the French Polynesian islands. More on that later.|