Finally we got our first Atlantic fish, Max and me caught a small but very tasty Golden Makril (also known as Dolphin fish or Mahi Mahi). Only one hour after the Big catch the poor fish got served together with boiled potato- we all thank you for being so tasty. Rado also made us a delicious fish soup from the pieces we didnt eat for lunch.
We left Santo Antaao and the beautiful bay of Tarrafal Tuesday afternoon. As planned we met up with the Swedish guys from the boat Rayola late Monday night for a good bye barbeque before we all continued our journey. The night was a success- the recipe for a great farewell night is as following; 2 kilo of minced beef (burgers), one case of beer, a couple of liters of red wine and three Swedish guys with guitars- Thank you Rasmus, Staffan and Calle for being so damn awesome.
Tarafall is a REALLY nice place- if you ever are around you should take your time to visit the place. The bay is placed just beneath a fairly high mountain and because there is a water source nearby the place is very green and alive compared to other places I have seen in Cape Verde. A guess would be that the inhabitants of Taraffall are mainly living of the land or the sea. The only downside with the place is that Annas shoes got stolen but she will survive.
I know the guys wanted to stay there for another day and celebrate Christmas but I really felt that we had to move on, we are already running behind our schedule because of the bad weather earlier in the Canaries.
I got really surprised when we left Sant Antaao and ended up sailing up wind for over 6 hours before we caught the trade winds towards the Caribbean. As soon as we got the proper winds we were doing good speed, between 7 and 11 knots all night long.
At the moment we are doing around 6,5 knots of speed absolute down wind. Because we dont have a spinnaker or even a gennaker we have to sail wing on wing (one sail on each side). This is sometimes a little bit tricky when the sea is not 100% on your side. Today we got an accidental jibe and our Radar reflector went to pieces. We manage good without it, but for a couple of seconds I was sure the rig broke on us, it started to rain small pieces of metal from the mast and it took a while to locate from where it came.
I am never happy to climb the mast and especially not while sailing but with the help of our awesome crew we managed to take down what was left of the reflector within a couple of minutes so we didnt hurt our sails with the pieces that was still up in the mast.
We still have about 1880 miles more to sail I really hope that we get more fish, good winds and that we stop breaking stuff.
PS. Two seconds after I finished this post the fishing rod went bananas- really bananas. The FISH took all of our line within 3-5 seconds and when I took the fishing rod in my hands it almost throw me over board. This is like a comedy!!! I have now lost 6 lures a complete fishing rod- yeah you read right- it took the whole fuc rod with it. Maybe I will laugh about this in a couple of years from now but at the moment I am really not laughing- close to crying to be honest.
Dear Santa I wish myself a new fishing rod for next Christmas.