After a beginning with 7 knots speed average, here we are, almost in Skagerrak.
30 miles away from the Danish coast and the low pressure eye caught up on us.
Sunny, catching fishes for lunch, oiling the mooring cleats and repairing Jibs. All of the sails are squeezed to avoid extra damages from shafing and swinging.
The crew gets a better sleep to recover from an intense sail training. 1.5 knots current to move us on an invisible flying carpet. Slowly reaching the destination.
The sound of the water along the hull is different. Bubbles instead of continuous flow.
I’ll let you ask the crew about this intimate environment which covers you at all times.
The voices, banging pans in the galley and the sound of the tools are more perceptible from down below when the wind has a break.
Almost all of us are resting under the water line inside a thick wooden cocoon skin.
Same as the bottles of wine, where the cargo is cooled down because of the sea temperature isolated by planks.
As the people aging in a rough and pure concept.
Sea birds were playing around the ship in the air while sailing and now the Boreal Fulmar follow us sitting on the water, paddling. Sometimes they argue with the teens, at times they accelerate to grab the mackerel hanging on a hook. Our pretty pets. Exterior fellows accompanying us on the road.
At the end of the afternoon a reasonably stronger breeze will support our ship to go.
For now, guitar melody is in the air and lunch is about to be ready.
It’s midnight, we wake up. It’s morning light outside! We can clearly see.
The deck, the water surrounding us, the faces of my shipmates, the horizon melting in thousands of colors of blue. The moon goes to sleep, the other watch also.
We’re alone on deck with a very light breeze.
We’re like an evolution in a painting. Time is suspended for another night, it’s not dark, not bright, just in between, eternal dusk, ethereal feeling of eternity.
Was midsummer celebration a couple of days ago, Saint Johns. But as we keep going North, it looks like a race with the time, even slow. It seems we are still winning a few minutes on him.
The wind, him, is not that regular and foreseeable. In one day, he blew us through Dover, flew us over Belgium and the Netherlands even before we had time to see it on the chart, but now is blowing somewhere else, letting us drifting in the North Sea, trimming our sails to try to find him again, but no jealousy, we can share, other ships might need him as well and he will turn back, he always turn back.
The North Sea, I’ve never been so far North in my life, in front of us just lay unknown waters.
We are entering Viking’s territories, heading for Skagerrak, the northern point of Denmark, where the Baltic and the North Sea meet. I’m curious to discover new landscapes and different cultures.
Let’s see what the little island of Bornholm has to bring us. We’ll bring them some wine. Is that not a nice present and a good way to make new friends? We gonna deliver some delicious organic and natural wines over there.
That’s our mission, trading the most delicious products from one place to another, to one culture to another. Always under sails.
Great blue sky for all
Paint and stain possible on this beautiful day.
All sails are up, even the jib that the kids painted in Amsterdam. We sat her under the mainsail. We call it the ‘dolphin sail’.
Some of the crew members enjoyed cooking yesterday while Soraia had a day off. Her pastas, oignons beignets, pizzas, lasagna and vegetables are so well prepared.
The wind isn’t strong, even when more than 50 miles are drawn on the chart. My first plan was to sail around the high pressure. Go straight North and turn toward the East later but the ship was more comfortable and faster last night towards NorthEast.
We definitely passed the middle distance of the travel at the midsummer day and everyone is content to get closer to Denmark. The treasures of Bornholm that are remembered on deck quite often are the ice cream shop’s, the biggest waterfall and the cliffs of Denmark, the awesome breweries, of course, Maria and Thomas’s restaurant with the collection of corkscrews, the 10h daily choral in the harbour, the family atmosphere from the islanders …
There is only one night watch nowadays. It is so bright until 11 pm and again from 04 am. The sunrises and sunsets are magnificent. Colors are settings the peace, keep awake the minds.