Header image: Henri Lloyd in St Katharine Docks before the race start

Archive for 2014

Royal Hong Kong Yacht Club

View of Hong Kong

We arrived in the dark. As Eric hoped, it was too late for the repair be done that day, and the refuelling station was closed. As we were securing our mooring lines, Invest Africa were running their engines prior to casting theirs off. I did manage to share a couple of minutes with Peter, and…

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En Route to Hong Kong

Working on my blog

Once given the devastating news, we took the Yankee down to reduce stress on the forestay and turned on the engine. Then we just got on with it. There was nothing else we could do. Watches were again reduced to six hours off duty and two on. As we had not been at sea for…

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Devastation

Well, Eric and the watch leaders were looking more relaxed, until the day when Eric appeared on deck looking sombre, closely followed by the off watch. Something was up. “Race 9 to Qingdao is cancelled immediately. We are to make best speed under engine to Hong Kong, where our rig will be repaired.” Eric said…

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Something’s Wrong

You get to a point where you think you can sleep through anything – the noise of the winches as sheets are being tightened or slackened, or halyards raised or being released, the noise of the on watch as they move sails around the deck. You can even identify some of the tasks being performed…

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Leaving Singapore For Qingdao and the next few days

Leaving Singapore

After a fantastic break from sailing, we had to be on the boat ridiculously early, like half past six, so that we could leave at about 11am! It was so early to let the immigration officials get an early start, and did mean that we could get a last breakfast in the marina cafe, use…

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Singapore

Outside National Orchid Garden

Written 1 March 2014, at sea Shopping Singaporeans like shopping and eating. That’s what Paulina told me as she walked me to Orchard station to meet Peter at Clarke Quay station after the first night at her and David’s house. They’d provided a lovely meal of steak, salad, potatoes for James, and vegetables. Then a…

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ANITA SAILS AGAIN