Day one we set off from Lanzarote with nearly 3000 nautical
miles ahead of us, full of excitement and a bit of that “what the heck am I
getting myself into” attitude. It was very windy as we left the harbour that
afternoon. Everything was going great for about five minutes until we made an
accidental jibe and ripped our main sail before we even passed the official
starting line. The good news is that for a downwind sailing trip your main sail
is not very important. So we hoisted up the Storm Tri sail, which is almost the
same as a double reefed main sail and we were ready to take on the Atlantic.
Leaving port in Lanzarote
Our first night out dolphins came to greet us
Our first night on the sea
The first week we had good strong winds and we were making
good on our course. Darv devised a rope ladder so that he could jump of the
boat and swim in the water. Pods of dolphins would often swim and play around
the boat and Darv would jump into the water and try and capture them on video.
I was a little apprehensive to jump into the ocean and let the boat drag me
along but in the end I jumped in too. I have never seen such perfectly clear
inky blue water! It was gorgeous, although for the most part I didn’t see any
fish when I snorkelled in the middle of the ocean.
Darv exploring some floating debry out at sea
The first week, when we still had fresh fruit
The first fish!
Darv getting dragged
Snorkelling in the middle of the ocean
Not letting him go!
Mom and I had even made as
any pre made dinners as would keep in our fridge, so we didn’t even have to try
cooking on a 30-degree angle yet. The moon was full and at night it looked like
a great spotlight guiding our way. For the most part the sun was shinning and
the crew of Argo was in good spirits. After all why wouldn’t we be, it was only
the first week …
Happy sailing wife
Checking for boats probably!
That's some serious rigging. Wing on wing action
A true sailor
Fresh poke! Nothin' betta
The spinnaker is full and beautiful
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