Monday August 4, 2014
Another windless day! And just when we were getting so close! We’re just under 200 miles from Horta now, so I have to assume that we’ll actually be getting there sometime this week. I’m having my heart set on Wednesday, but I have learned long long ago that getting your hopes up for a specific arrival date or time can be a very dangerous thing. I’ll just say that if the winds swing around to the south and fill in like they’re supposed to, then just over 48 hours from now I should be sitting in a bar with a cold and well deserved beer in my hand. In the meantime though, I have to get back to talking Georgie off a ledge. I’m pretty sure she’s had it with this sailing crap and is about to abandon ship.
Georgie was getting ready to jump. I had to talk her down.
At this point we’re just getting stubborn. ’Will..not..use..engine.’
A Zen moment for Georgie. ’I will never see land for the rest of my life. I have to accept this’.