May 23, 2019
Noon Position: 36 30N 59 08W
Course(t)/Speed(kts): W 6
Wind(t/tws): NxW 15 – 20
Sea(t/ft): NW 10
10ths Cloud Cover: 10
Cabin Temp(f): 70
Water Temp(f): 71
Relative Humidity(%): 50
Sail: #2 genoa and main, two tucks, close reaching.
Noon-to-Noon Miles Made Good (nm): 112
Miles since departure: 30,587
Avg. Miles/Day: 133
Leg North Miles: 7,428
Leg North Days: 64
Avg. Miles/Day: 116
Though the Pilot Charts suggest my route is a fair one, reality appears to be otherwise. My sense is that I made the turn north too soon, and that, combined with a cold spring, mean I’m out of position with the approaching lows, both of which are contrary coming and going.
How to slice them has flummoxed me all day. I run and rerun each new forecast trying to find the optimal path, and I just don’t see one.
The first is the larger of the two, and the most obvious strategy is to ride its southerlies to the north and east. But if I do that, I end up in the heart of the beast with forty knot winds that do an about face and blow from the north at forty the next day.
The wind velocity doesn’t worry me so much as the direction shift with high wind. Seas are, even now, pretty muscly. Far more importantly, by the time the low has passed, I’ll be east and downwind of St John’s.
To ride the winds out and down, say to the east and then southeast presents the same problem. And if I don’t make significant northing in this first low, then I have the same problem with the second.
Fifteen-thousand miles below 40S never presented this kind of problem, but then down there we were riding on top of the lows, not trying to carve a path through them.
By noon today Mo was already further east than I like, so l tacked around and have been sailing due west for several hours.
Tentative: I may sail due north on the coming southerlies and then ride out the northerlies on drogue. Not ideal as it puts me in the way of the second low.
When not running routing scenarios, I got the boat ready for heavy weather again. The dorade vents are now covered with their stainless steel plates; the floor boards are screwed down, the bilges are dry.
In the afternoon I gave Monte a little spa treatment by running new tiller and vane lines and tightening up on various nuts and bolts.