9th December 2001 Over the past weeks I’ve almost been willing a storm. In true British fashion I’m never happy with the weather. When it’s calm we fish relentlessly, day in, day out around the clock, so the work becomes a monotonous daily grind. When it’s very rough we can’t fish and I complain about … Continue reading Day 53
Tag: North Atlantic
Day 33
19th November 2001 The weather is still too rough to fish and we are hove-to, taking the storm one swell at a time. There is little to do but read or sleep or think. I’m well and truly over the seasickness now, and it’s a relief to have some good sea legs. I no longer … Continue reading Day 33