Tasman Sea 0909 The wind of the Tasman Sea ripped two of our sails to pieces. Its' waves flooded us. We were kicked around and almost overboard. The currents at the North Cape took us right back where we came from. Head winds most of the way, made every single mile we made, hard earned. There were also glorious moments of unbelievable beauty and awe. It was definitely the voyage with the most birds keeping us company. They were friendly, happy and inquisitive, all the way. Even though it was tough out there, we never felt out of control. The skipper seemed to have enjoyed the chess game with the wind on the daily weather maps. Mylady proofed once again that she is a formidable ocean going craft. And we actually had an interesting and good voyage. It was a very homely welcome we had here in New Zealand, from the officials, to our friends and acquaintances. I guess we are (at) home.
Greetings, MisA-le & Eelco
S/V MYLADY : Home - somewhere on the oceans, where the wind is free.
