Atlantic Blog#7 - Sunday 30th November 2014

A day of medical experiences, not the highlights but nevertheless noteworthy.  Deb's broken toe was unstitched by Doctor McCulloch amid shrieks of pain (low threshold).  Danny's head injury, caught against the panelling above the sink bled profusely (not), and his burn blister on his arm  caused severe pain (I don't think so).  Flying fish lept on the deck kamikashi style during the night and early morning, so the bbq is open for business tonight. The filet steak, the only meat not vacuum packed in the freezer slowly defrosting, is on this evening supper table, with brandy pepper cream sauce, flambéed of course.  Fishing lines are out and only a single bite, huge fish (yeah, right) but not landed.  The sun did come out at last, so up went the cruising chute, only for an hour before clouds and squalls rolled in to block out the sun and overblow the chute.  Danny is in his element at the wheel when the waves and the winds get up.  A steely determined look comes into is eyes, especially when catching a boat dead ahead, as this evening.  Either we're flying or they are chugging along.  It's exciting to be in such close contact with anotherboat; some seen on the horizon, lights by night or sails by day.  Watermaker has performed very well again today, filling the tanks for showers all round tomorrow.  Please keep your emails coming in ( mnem9@sailmail.com).  It's great to hear from you all.