23 June 2020 - Logbook Tres Hombres
Today we rolled our merry way past the Dover Callais line in a magical orange sunrise, having now officially left the English channel at our stern. Where we also had a stark reminder that not all of us are as privileged and free as us here on our little square rig shipping around a Corona scared Europe as we closely passed a blowup canoe manned by two people hoping for a better life in England having fled their own war-torn country behind them.
It reminded most of the crew that we are the lucky ones and that we shouldn’t take our freedom and our liberties for granted as people are willing to risk their life paddling across the busiest waterways in this hemisphere.
But further on we rolled our chariot down and into the north sea.
We followed the shipping lane claiming our own spot among vessels many times larger than us.
But going 8 knots we held our heads up high as the wind is pushing us ever closer towards the north and into the shortest night this year.
Mornings are grey, afternoons are sunny. Probably an effect from temperature changes. Dense fog at times and horn sound from invisible creatures. The Moon is growing each day among the stars. Breads rise well and overflow into the bottom of the oven and are delicious. The four cans of tea and coffee are very often […]
…of Skagerrak is quite smooth. 20 or 25 kts were expected in the middle so I drew a blue line on the chart, do not pass over. Fortunately we never had to dowse the royal and as soon as the wind increased we turned the ship around towards the peaceful Danish coast. Each watch gets […]
And so I return yet another time to Gudhjem, home of the Gods. This beautiful small port on the North East coast of Bornholm and its people hold a very special place in my heart. Sailing along the coast and passing the rugged cliffs, anticipation for our arrival rises. Soon Thor, the local wooden motor […]