We actually manage to leave at 8.45 am, expecting another couple of WARC boats, Destiny, Dreamcatcher and Ronja to follow on from another anchorage but they change their mind and we end up heading out alone, but that’s fine.
The weather is nicer than yesterday, the sky bluer and the wind less gusty, blowing at a pretty steady 20 to 24 knots and right on our tail. We goose wing the genoas out in full and with the waves coming right behind us we have a comfortable sail.
We lay in the cockpit reading, although for a short while I stretch out naked on the huge side cushions and sunbathe – it’s just so lovely to have no clothes on again after trying to dress ‘modestly’ for nearly two weeks!
After lunch, Mike goes to bed as he is doing two watches tonight and I lie in the shade. I sit up to have a drink and spot a white shape in the water, swimming in the opposite direction. It looks like a hammerhead shark but is just too far under the surface for me to see fins or anything. I watch it swim past then turn back towards us and in the direction of our fishing line. Shit! I don’t want to catch that thing whatever it is as it looks about five feet long. Thankfully, it’s no more interested in our lure than the other fish are and just disappears.
When Mike wakes up I go to bed but don’t sleep properly, just doze. Mike comes down some time later to tell me that we have a bite on our line – about time too – unless it’s that bloody shark! Whatever it is, it’s big and has taken nearly all the line. Mike pulls it in slowly and I get ready with the camera, but as usual it manages to get off the line although thankfully our line and lure are left albeit looking rather tatty and chewed.
Our position is: 18 deg 35 min S, 175 deg 43 min W
Distance so far: 8307 nautical miles
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