pipes both inside and outside. Bolted together. Holding on really shouldn't be a
problem. Even so, I time and time again watched them waiting in the doorway
until the roll was over and then almost running across the boat before the next.
Now, it's a very small boat but not once did I see them make it all the way
without tripping - either over me, the primus or the wash basin. Then I'm losing
my cool, when I have told them a hundred times how easily they could injure
themselves, and explained them the situation we would be in if someone fractures
an arm or a leg or gets scalded by boiling water.
On Christmas Eve I gave them both US$ 50 as a Christmas present, and I was given
a gold chain(/necklace). (It sure looked like the one Robert used to be
I went to sleep at 8 p.m. and they celebrated Christmas Eve with the rest of the
sweets...... We slept all through the night and didn't see any ships during the
whole trip. Small wonder since we were sleeping........
Our last night before reaching Tobago, we came very close to a Colombian tanker.
During our whole travel we had plenty of wind and arrived at Tobago after an 18
day and 2100 mile sailing. We arrived at night time and according to the chart,
there ought to be a leading light Q,WRG, but there wasn't. Or at least they had
forgot to turn it on. After two attempts, I put Trojka hove-to and slept for a
couple of hours. I was feeling somewhat insecure when navigating so close to
rocks I couldn't see. But I could hear the swell hitting them. And since I
haven't got a detailed chart, I didn't want to give it any more tries.
Sunrise is at about 6 AM, so I started sailing towards "Man of War Bay" at 4 AM.
It was pitch dark, the wind started to pick up and we had torrential rain. The
two black boys would rather go back into the cabin. "We're going to be wet and
cold....". Then I have had it - creatures of comfort..... "DID YOU HEAR ME
COMPLAIN? YOU FUCKING SIT THERE AND LOOK OUT, ASSHOLES....". The more eyes the
better, and it was almost hopeless to see anything. We were thrown around in
heavy sea and were of course delayed. At 07:00 we were inside the "Pirates Bay",
and I dropped anchor close to the beach.
Ohh these mornings
It can't all be work, now can it?