4 juli 2014 - Logbook Tres Hombres
No har vi det bra, (We have it good now)
Wind from the back is pushing us over the Dover currents towards our
red ruby wine. No mackerels today we make to much speed for fishing.
our Tres Hombres is in a hurry she feels unsatisfied six barrels of
wine is not enough to qens her thirst. She wants more, tasting the
French waters she knows soon her hatch will be opend and her hold will
be fild up with french passion.
So here we are, back in Amsterdam, with an empty cargo hold, preparing for the next trip. Six months have passed since we first left Den Helder on that grey November day. I still remember the steady sound of the tugboat, like a frantic clock rushing us. Soon the time would not matter that much, […]
Op 28 april werd ik om vijf uur ’s ochtends in de foxhole wakker. Goedemorgen iedereen: tijd om het anker op te pompen! Een half uurtje later was het anker omhoog en met een heel kleine windje trokken we op en neer in de baai van Douarnenez. We zijn hier gestopt omdat we al 5 […]
You’re not the only one with mixed emotions, you’re not the only ship adrift in the ocean. I remember this was the Rolling Stones song we listened to on the first crossing I did with Tres Hombres seven years ago. And I’m listening to it again now. Fighting our way to the Channel entrance. The […]