Day 1
Sunday, May 26, 2024
34 02.3N 63 16.5W
A little under 24 hours ago, we slipped the lines from the fuel dock in St. George’s, Bermuda. The excitement amongst the crew was palpable, and it didn’t take much to get a departure picture filled with bright smiles. We knew that we’d have to deal with light weather for a little over a day, but the engine didn’t stay on very long as we’ve been sailing along in a gentle 7-10 kts breeze on a NE course. Perfect conditions to softly ease into the experience. And it doesn’t take much to get FALKEN gliding; I’m always impressed when I see strong boats transform into what seems like featherweights at the lightest touch of air.
Pretty soon we’ll have our second lunch of the crossing, couscous salad. And as we’re going to start doing things for a second time, watching a second sunset, the novelty of the departure will slowly give way to the routine that will be our little universe on FALKEN for the coming days. What a life!
- Manot
34 02.3N 63 16.5W
A little under 24 hours ago, we slipped the lines from the fuel dock in St. George’s, Bermuda. The excitement amongst the crew was palpable, and it didn’t take much to get a departure picture filled with bright smiles. We knew that we’d have to deal with light weather for a little over a day, but the engine didn’t stay on very long as we’ve been sailing along in a gentle 7-10 kts breeze on a NE course. Perfect conditions to softly ease into the experience. And it doesn’t take much to get FALKEN gliding; I’m always impressed when I see strong boats transform into what seems like featherweights at the lightest touch of air.
Pretty soon we’ll have our second lunch of the crossing, couscous salad. And as we’re going to start doing things for a second time, watching a second sunset, the novelty of the departure will slowly give way to the routine that will be our little universe on FALKEN for the coming days. What a life!
- Manot
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