Weather in Patagonia is an exciting thing. One moment we are running for an
halfassed wind, bobbing in a few knots, but at any time, there'll be a sudden breeze
so strong that we must change to the stay jib and maybe take in an extra
reef. Extra reef, yes. Since we first experienced these sudden, sporadic
villages we have not even struck out our first reef.
Sunlight can change to rain and fog in two minutes. You see the big
masses of clouds moving from rock to rock in this gigantic
landscape and seemingly turn on and off their taps according to mood.
Now we are safe with six lines out into the primeval forest, at hurrican safe Caleta
Saudade, waiting out the storm that is ravaging Golfo de Penas (Gulf of Pains
I have had it translated). Even this otherwise protected spot, which seems almost completely
halted in time is hit by weather changes. Our lunch we
enjoyed in the sunlight with all the southern ozone hole in our
welcoming faces, but the lunch was interrupted by a sudden downpour.
But so it is, and we have accepted it. All except AK of course. She
turns towards the sky when her cosy cockpit lunch is discontinued and
asks angrily "why do you not understand?"
Regards
Erik on board Anastasia, windlocked in Caleta Saudade
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment