Well we haven’t been hearing much from our intrepid sailors, nor have we received any pictures of the seas they are encountering. But if you checked the Pacific Cup tracker, you’ll see that as of 6:00am PDT, our boys had averaged over 8kts boat speed and have 1,730NM (1,991 miles) to go! What’s that mean? Well that means that Tuesday’s “carrier launch” race start wasn’t just a launch. It looks like Sailing For ALS has traveled another 200NM since we last checked-in with them!
We heard from Charly this morning with the following email:
On this 14th of July, our French Independence Day (Bastille Day), we would much rather be at our friend Marc’s house playing bocce ball and grilling some sausages on the BBQ! Instead of that, guess what? Reaching, more reaching, and a little more reaching sprinkled on top. OK fine, we wanted this, but it’s battering us. Of this three-man crew (our boat, Thirsty, counts as one), only one of us loves it: Thirsty. We’ve been speeding along and keeping our averages up, but it’s nonstop wet and cold. Life on board isn’t great: we live either lying down or on our knees because the waves are so violent that we can’t stand up or maintain our balance. And hell, there’s so much sea water washing up onto the boat, we’ll be able to open our own sea salt shop in Kaneohe. Next time we might consider sailing to Hawaii on board Clapotis, our 40+ft Lagoon catamaran… You know, beds, showers, warmth, dryness, and stability…all these luxuries you guys take for granted on land.
Yesterday was discovery day at the Sailing For ALS boat workshop. To start, we were late for our sail stitch and patch clinic: take the main down, slap a kevlar patch on it, hoist it back up, all while managing 12ft swells…Needless to say, neither Fred or I really enjoyed that class. As a matter of fact, it sucked. And i’ll refrain from commenting on the instructor’s capabilities… Then we had maritime electronics clinic that we were also late for: we switched back to our old electronics package because the new one lasted…oh…all of TWO DAYS! They don’t make’em like they used to, i’ll tell ya. But now we have our autopilot back, albeit compass-based only, we should be in better shape here….hopefully till we arrive in Hawaii…you know…NINE days from NOW! And to cap off the day, we had a cleanliness and maintenance clinic. With all that sea water washing over the deck, Thirsty had accumulated 4 buckets of it in just a few hours time. Speaking of buckets… You guys know how you think we’re well-weathered sailors who can take on the big ocean? Well, Fred and I are still in a head-to-head vomit comet battle. Fredy’s ahead though, because he missed our Home Depot bucket twice now.
Anyway, we hope to eat a little more today, dry ourselves off, and maybe even start getting warmer. Not gonna lie, I am dreaming of a searing hot espresso right now… All joking aside, we are trying to keep hydrated and rested as much as conditions allow because we’ve both had moments where we were operating in the red. Performance-wise, we are still in the lead for our division and last night we were No.4 in the entire race, so we’re still in attack mode.
We are thinking of our good friend Iain…we’ll bring you the winner’s cup, buddy, if it means we have to haul it into your hospital bed.
Alright, that’s it for now, we probably have some other damn clinic to attend, this time on deck.
There we have it, friends. They’re fighting wind, waves, cold, sea sickness, and their best friend is a Home Depot bucket. Let’s cheer them on; we’re sure they could use a few encouraging words. Plus, let’s be honest, we don’t want to blog about their Pacific Cup 2018 on board their luxury catamaran…that’s not sporting!
We’ll talk to you tomorrow for our next episode. Stay tuned…