Wednesday 15 January 2014

Freedom

Whats your definition of Freedom?
The definition of freedom is interpreted in many ways and we feel extremely privileged and blessed to be able to live our definition of freedom. Especially to be free enough to be able to make a decision to try to live our wildest dreams. Living on a sailing cat off the grid with a minimal need for fossil fuels, relying on solar, wind and rainwater, sustainably eating fish seems ideal to us even if we are escaping the realities of the modern world for just a while. 

Sailing is getting easier and more fun as we gain an understanding of the boat and the forces of wind and water on her. We have managed a speed of 11.4 knots to windward about 40 - 50 degrees off the wind which was a blast and we crossed the 12 nautical mile Anagada passage a couple of days ago in 20 knot winds with 6 foot swell in 2 hours and caught the beautiful Mahi Mahi or Dorado on the way. What a blast! 

We are now taking some down time in beautiful Anegada - the only limestone coral atoll island of the British Virgin Islands. A coral reef fringes most of the island and our guide book states that this is the third largest fringing reef in the world! Over 300 ship wrecks to dive and snorkel and amazing tropical coral ecosystems to explore. Yesterday we went to the North side of the island for a snorkel - the visibility was incredible and we were lucky to see many large snapper, a reef shark and a decent sized bull shark in amongst purple fan and brain corals and sea urchin. 

Since last posting, we have managed to single handedly hook up our  327 Watt Sunpower solar panel and the Outback 60 MPPT controller which gives us enough power to run the boat (including fridge, lights, charging appliances), installed the radome scanner for the Radar system half way up the mast (a massive task which involved Sara hoisting Danny boy up the mast several times, 1 broken rivet gun and countless attempts at feeding a thick electrical cable down the mast with 'mouse lines' - Dan also weathered a particularly ferocious little storm up the mast while Sara retreated inside to escape the rain!). We've also fixed a broken fuel line, tightened cleats and fixed the oven but as quickly as the to-do list shrinks, it seems to grow again by the following day! 

Here are some photos from the last couple weeks of adventuring




Taking the plunge at White Bay, Guana Island


Christmas Lunch on Peter Island


Trish Bailey! What an Inspiration! She has the best friend imaginable in the BVI's. Constantly helping us with her incredible boat knowledge, sailing skills, trips to town when we need supplies. and lovely gift for Brahminy to make her homely. She's also a  Passionate marine conservationist helping to protect the pristine beauty of the BVI's for over 20 years. Thanks Trish!!!


A backgammon board is an essential for cruising. 

Skipper Dan - check out the new mainsail, thanks to Bob from Doyle sails Caribbean!

Saras mum Holly came to spend a great time on the boat with us. Loving the warm weather after DC!


Mangroves in the Carribean


Room with a View, Marina Cay.


The beloved solar panel





Scrabble champ Holly

All smiles on Day 1 of Radome install, little did we know Danny boy was later to weather a storm up the mast...

Trellis Bay aqua blue

Our first Fish meal caught on a feather lure...



The Caribbean; a place of rainbows



Home sweet home :)


Radar installation 


We were surrounded by super yachts in Gorda Sound - we counted 14 the night we anchored here!



Dan fixing the oven so Sara can cook bread.......

Sara's first loaf of bread - ever!

We saw pink flamingoes on this huge salt lake at Anagada Island!


Dans first Mahi Mahi


Gallon's curse, just like the Kimberley, these little buggers hurt!

Sea Grapes: local bushtucker - Gubinge like in appearance and the fruit is salty sweet. 

Sea Grape folliage

The local cocktail: Cow Killer





Monday 6 January 2014

Our first major anchor challenge happened early one morning, we got up early as we needed to go into Tortola and started hauling the anchor, it was straining and struggling and I thought it was stuck on the reef which was strange because the bottom was sand and I always check there is no reef around when anchoring. Then we saw the mother of all rocks being dragged to the surface. So much for the early start! It was dangerous work trying to free the chain in wildly gusting winds and surging swell and I didn't want to get my hands anywhere near the chain in case I got jammed. We launched the tender to have a better look. The chain was wrapped 3 x times and knotted under the rock, unbelievable. The only way I could free it was by smashing the rock with an iron bar until I managed to break to the top half of the rock away piece by piece and then spin the rock out of the chain. Our celebration was short lived as  we didn't notice in all of our desperate rock antics that the tender lead rope had positioned itself nicely under the prop. As I engaged the motors the port seized and we quickly realised the rope was securely wrapped a billion times around the prop. We managed to motor to a nearby moring on the starboard motor, the tender dutifully following us on a very short reign. After all the excitement, I needed a swim anyway and finally we un-tangled the prop and we were off!




Hitch hiker

We had a little mate hitching a ride on Brahminy and tried unsuccessfully to catch him for a few days and finally lured him with a little stale bread. I took him to the beach in the tender, placed him on the sand, we both said our goodbyes and off he went! I think he liked the boat life...



Launch Day!


The big day, I cleaned up around the boat. The guys were a couple of hours late, which gave me time to get a few more things done. When they lifted her, a part of the lifter got jammed on the stainless railing. It damaged it but worse was to come. 

As they put her in the water, it was so wide that they scraped her. It was after it had already started happening that the driver said I should put some rope along the sides, thanks for the heads up before buddy! After a few bad chips and some scrapes she was through. 

I started the engines and motored to the fuel dock. I couldn’t figure how to turn the motors off! After fiddling around for 5 minutes I figured that you just press the stop switch nice and soft…not super stressfully hard as I was doing!

I motored across the straights to Tortola, Trellis Bay and felt totally free, unburdened and happy. I have no desire to go back to Virgin Gorda, maybe just to swim and snorkel but not into the yacht harbour. I anchored in Trellis and hopped in the Tender to have a look around. She started up fine and I untied and left. As soon as I tried to turn, disaster! The motor was jammed in straight ahead! I managed a few slight degrees of a turn and after 10 minutes of frustratingly zig zagging, I finally used the wind and motor and reached the back of the boat. Then I spent the rest of the afternoon trying to free it up. Its better but makes a awefull squeal every time I turn it with both hands! next job!









Scccrrrraaaape...poor Brahminy