Noon position 43 58N 22.06W
The centre of the high is still 240 miles to the north so there is nothing for it but to keep going close hauled on the st'b tack against the lightening NE winds. In the past 24 hours to noon distance sailed was 116 miles, but made good only 52, with 778 miles to go to Falmouth, but that is assuming that I was on course. Not so, until I can get to the north side of the High. The wind is lighter now, 12 knots, or less, and the seas are low, so it is easy sailing. At noon I changed up to the #1 genoa to pick up a bit of the declining speed.
To all of you reading this back in Victoria, hikers, bridge players, kayakers, sailors, cellists and Sticky Wicket'ers, I wish that I could be withy you to "hold hands" in our collective sadness at the loss of Malcolm. We will all miss his big, happy voice, easy laugh and forever positive outlook. He lived a good life and we are all the richer from having shared some of it with him. Goodbye old friend.
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