At 20 o’clock (Norwegian time – the Dragon had still daylight) the situation is ok, the crew is relaxed and in good mood after some disturbing events. Diesel-problems caused starting problems. They depend on the main engine to produce power since the el-generator always have been unstable. The problems occured when trying to stabilize/fix the generator. After standard procedure (filter-cleaning/change and pumping) they still wasn’t 100% satisfied – week power and easy stopping. The captain had to declare «power-save-modus». This is no emergency situation – in «power-save-modus» they could still reach Brazil and still have power for lanterns, communication and navigation from battery-bank. But they would have to refrain from «luxury» as el-WC, light, fridge and so on. The problem-solving phase culiminated when a big fishing net was opserved in the propeller. Pär was the first «volunteer». Armed with a safety-line and a sharp knife he struggled for some time with 2m waves. That’s not big waves in the middel of the Atlantic but it’s a BIG task. Result: A cut or to, some blood and Jan Kaare next. Is the sharks far away? He managed to solve the situation only with some unpleasant meetings with the haul. Happy ending story – wind is good – life is good – mood is good.
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Jeg, Jan Kåre er hjemme i Norge for å jobbe litt. Jeg drar tlibake til Caribbean for å ta Yacht Master Sertifikat nå i november.
Planen er å forlate Colombia med Cassiopeia den 15. Februar. For å seile den hjem til Norge. Seile plan og nye innlegg kommer!
Cassiopiea, skal selges.
Interesert, send meg en e.mail: email@example.com
Let me tell you a story of a small gallant thing, crossing vast oceans in defiance of a king
Bobbing in waves an insignificant spec, but what of significance when we stand on her deck
We may seem so small when the stars are unfurled, but who cares of scale when she is our world
Twenty nine feet of wood and of sail, draped to the wind like the lace of a veil
She seems such a mess of canvas and rope, all needs to be fixed yet her captain is broke
Her two hapless crew live on bread and on water so lock up your fridge and lock up your daughter
Inside her galley no refrigeration but look a bit closer there’s pest infestation
Flawed she may be, no race she can win but beneath her deck a strong heart beats within
She can moor alongside a millionaires yacht but outclassed and outdone she is certainly not
She flies a small flag of red, white and blue, the colours of Norway and Great Britain too
From the frozen North she did come, in search of white beaches and bottles of rum
All the way to Aruba from Kristiansand, via Brasil and other strange lands
You must speak to her nicely and always polite, for like any good lady she’ll put up a fight
So whisper these words and never betray her, fly west with the wind my dear Cassiopeia
End, Chris Fleet
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