Categorie: Tim O’Connor

I wake up to a rolling sea and a rocking sail boat. The wind 12 knots from the northeast. I clip my safety harness on to the life line in the cockpit. I step out of the companionway doors, the sky gray, white caps and …

Holy Cow!!! My boat and I are caught in another Huge Storm. Here we go again… I lay here in my bouncing bunk. The saftey net is hooked in place, keeps me from flying out of bed. I hang on for dear life. This is …

The wind speed increases, the waves getting Bigger, slamming into us more frequently. The sun sets, dark now. Big storm racing across the ocean, Theanna directly in its path. Its going to hit us any minute now. I brace myself. I begin to pray, so …

The Squall Wall: I count 11 Huge Black Anvil Clouds blocking our path. Holy Cow. I hurry below put on my foul weather gear & safety harness. Scramble back on deck I quickly lower the sails and hoist the small storm jib. Its made for …