Womble's Gulf Stream Log - Summer 2001

Day 1 : Wednesday 27th June 2001

Log Summary

  Time Lat.(N) Long.(W)
First 1344 30°16' 081°43'
Last 2348 30°38' 08°59'


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Log Detail

  Boat   Wind   Position  
Time Hdng Spd Helm Sky Dir. Spd Baro. Lat.(N) Long.(W) Remarks
1344     Gregg       30.28 30°16' 081°43' Depart Sadler Point
1412     Stef       30.28 30°17 081°40 None
1424     Tony             Autopilot failed - no motor response
1745     Tony             Nav. concludes JC2 waypoint is duff
1750     Tony             Autopilot failed again...
1845                   Refuel (5 gals.) Mayport
1857 067°   Gregg              
1940     Neil             Sailing
2041 055°   Neil       30.28     Cooking tortellini & mush. sauce
2152 067°   Neil   120° 10 30.28 30°32' 081°07' Sail adjustment - back on course
2335     Gregg             SouthEast squall at 25 knots - jib down
2348 045°   Gregg       30.30 30°38' 080°59' Running off


Daily Synopsis

Autopilot failure is caused by a wire twisting off motor - still haven't been able to fix this permanenetly, or maybe it is a design flaw...); soldered by Stef, but fails again several hours later.

Steaming down the St. John's River, a great egret perches on the pulpit rail, endowing Womble with a beautiful figurehead, albeit briefly. Reminiscent of our feathered hitch-hikers on the way down, and taken as a good omen by the crew.

Plotting the waypoints from Jenifer Clark, it looks like the second (JC2) is too far South; too late to check with her, so navigator ponders correction...

Diesel fill at Mayport tops off the tank to the limit. We do this by removing the gauge and judging the limit by eye; requires a still boat...

With the tide going out and the wind ENE, the waves in the narrow river mouth are steep and deep - makes for a bouncy entrance to the Atlantic; this is deemed the culprit for Stef succumbing to sea-sickness.

The waves breaking over the bow claim another victim - going forward to set jack lines, it is noted that the windlass has tightened up on the anchor chain; disconnected from battery and left inoperative. The system had checked out fine, but suspect a short in the foredeck switch caused a burnt-out solenoid - G squirms into chain locker and opens windlass control box to confirm magic smoke has escaped...

Officially at sea about 1910 hrs.; crew on deck soaked by spray breaking over the bow as they raise the mainsail. Further soaking as we remove the anchor to facilitate setting the sea-anchor if necessary; removing the anchor under sail is not the easiest of tasks, but we felt it prudent to retain it until we gained sea room.

Encounter thunderstorm squall at 2330 hrs. - "all hands on deck" to furl jib, ready mainsheet for quick release and provide general moral fibre for the helmsman. An anticlimax, but boy, are we prepared... Flippancy notwithstanding, although inured to the fear of lightning strikes, the squalls produced by the leading edge of a thunderstorm are still a genuine cause for concern.



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