The sky turns black, the winds howling, the waves are huge. Just then all hell breaks loose. I hurry below, put on my foul weather gear and safety harness, I scramble back up on deck. Take down the Main sail, tie it quickly to the …
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Solo Sailing” to Vlaardingen by Tim O’Connor
A glorious exploding ball of fiery light, rising out of the deep blue sea, lighting up the day! Just then to my surprise and dismay, I see a real nemesis on the horizon. Fast approaching. Another row of black anvil clouds heading our way. I …
“Solo Sailing”
Theanna is really hauling ass. The black clouds turn away, blowing to the southeast of us. I look behind us, up at the sky. I can’t believe my eyes, my heart “gets stuck” in my throat. There’s a giant very strange looking cloud hanging over …
Solo Sailing” to Vlaardingen
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 …
Here we go again…
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 …
Solo Sailing” to Vlaardingen by Tim O’Connor
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 …
Holy Cow.
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 …
Solo Sailing” to Vlaardingen by Tim O’Connor
In the forward cabin, the Captains quarters. I lay in my bed, so fatigued, my body aching, I’m so depressed. Theanna is bouncing all over the place. I’m completely used up, big storm outside, giant waves. The wind is howling through the rigging. I’m very …
Solo Sailing” to Vlaardingen by Tim O’Connor
The ocean looks incredible, so alive and friendly, the waves always waving at me.Then suddenly the wind stops and a fog rolls in, it gets thick quick. Hard to see the bow now. Sails still up, we are just crawling along, sailing in a big …