1 April 2015 - Fairtransport
DATE: 31-3-15 GMT:2330 POS:34º44’N, 46º06’W COG:60º SOG:7kts
GENERAL SYNOPSIS: ON BOARD THE TRES HOMBRES
WIND SPD:Moderate breeze
SEA STATE:Small waves
Dealing with a Low Pressure
Yesterday, the barometer dropped down 2 hPa an hour in the morning, the wind turn south-east to south gradually, increase from gentle breeze (15 kts) to strong breeze (25 kts) at sun set. This are signs that a Low Pressure coming on us.
The day was spend to prepare the good sailing ship, brigantine Tres Hombres, for the incoming weather.
At the end of the day, she was wearing, Fore-stay-sail, T-Gallant, Top-sail and main-stay-sail only, and still running up to 9 knots Broad reach.
Steering well in the waves is the only thing to do now, we have to be focus at the wheel, waiting for the warm front.
The boundary between the cold and warm air.
At 2300 board time, the sea built 4 meters high waves, a heavy rain wash the deck, the wind suddenly turn to westerly and pick up to near gale (35 knots) or a 40 knots gale (according to the girls), in less than 5 minutes. A biggest wave flushed on deck, making the port watch crew more than wet and salty, my coffee cup almost went by the lee, steering is now quite heavy, two peoples at the wheel to keep the course broad reach.
The ship is now bearing south-east.
„All hands on deck“, it’s time to jib, here you feel the power of the elements in the yards braces.
In the warm sector of the low , the wind stabilize at 25 knots we are progressing 7 knots north-east, all sail up, to Azores.
Clean the ship, dry your cloths, be ready, the next low pressure is coming the day after tomorrow.
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