[password] rachel25
[position] 54 15.970s 071 46.870w
[status] Caleta Brecknock, Seno Ocasion, Tierra del Fuego
An "interesting" day of sailing. Conditions ranged from 3 to 40 knots when making our way down the Cockburn Canal. During one squall as we rapidly furled the yankee, the madly flogging sheets hit the dodger shattering the clear plastic window. Meanwhile Beduin's mainsail tore from luff to leach just below the top batten and Aleko was out on the foredeck wrestling with his genoa also trying to reduce sail. All this happened in poor visibility and when a tug towing a tanker (ie with restricted mobility) was heading directly for us, a mile away.
All of us were relieved to reach this caleta, which is like something out of Lord of the Rings, towering mountains of lead coloured rock, very little vegetation and numerous waterfalls. We're expecting very strong winds over the next few days, so are anchored together with Beduin, and 6 lines to the shore. It's probably one of the best caletas in the area, so we should be fine. Today's highlight was spotting a Zorro Colorado (Fuegian red fox) snatch a baby chick from it's nest, just 30m away from the anchorage.
It's all happening here!
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For whatever we lose (like a you or a me), it's always ourselves we find in the sea.