We started our second race from Brest in quite fruity conditions yesterday. The size of the waves meant we were constantly watching the bowsprits of the other boats dip underwater. I've never seen the keel of another boat while racing before. Naturally we were all quite pleased to start in a sheltered bay. We had our Yankee two and staysail up for a bit of upwind sailing before rounding the windward mark and heading south for Rio.
We got our code two spinnaker up early and have been sailing with it ever since. Today, as we got up the mast to swap halyards, we realised that the working halyard had stripped its sheath down to the spectra. A quick job turned into a fairly big repair involving an entire watch working together to retrieve and replace the halyard. The stripped one was then repaired.
All this time, we have still been flying and trimming the code 2. The sailing is great, the food is good and the company is awesome. We are cranking out the miles and coming up with a strategy to spend the minimum amount of time in the Doldrums. Everyone is a little scared about what Ed will do to us as we cross the Equator. Although we suspect the large number of small rubber ducks has something to do with it...
Kate Davidson and Claire Carroll