Last night was definitely the longest night of our passage for me. But to start with, yesterday was the record day for squalls. I didn’t count the but there were at least eleven from morning to dawn. Just before sunset we were heading towards a large dark cloud with its base into the sea, the typical squall cloud. As we approached the cloud, for the first time in the passage, we decided to go around it. two hours later, rain pouring down, wind creeping up and the worst, thunderstorms far on the horizon.
I went to sleep but I woke up two hours later, when the lightning and thunder got closer to the boat despite of our efforts to avoid the weather. The next two hours, we had lightning and thunders all over. Left, right and on top of us. Some discharging in the sea, fortunately far away. Nothing to do, but wait and wait.
Another small sailing yacht was struggling, mostly like we did, a few miles away. When the lightning and rain eased, we started the radar, just to discover that we were surrounded by heavy rain.
I tried all night to avoid the heavy weather by changing course, speeding up, then slowing down but it seemed that whatever I did, the storm did the same. So I gave up and wait. I started the radar every 15 minutes, and finally in the morning, the rain dissipated and although cloudy the weather settled.
We’re now sailing nicely, in the sunshine and only have less than 300 miles to go. We start dreaming of what we would like to have when we arrive: iced drinks, frappucino, pina colada, an “entrecote, a point” (remember we’re heading towards a French island), a bottle of cold Solo Quinta (my favourte Romanian wine, a surprisingly good wine) and so on…

I’m still tired after last night when I didn’t sleep at all so I’ll get back to dreaming of the pleasures at arrival. But I know very well: it’s not over until the boat is tied to the dock in Martinique.

This is Seven Seas Adventure, standing by! Over!