AFTER the Equator 'high' and a 'lively' discussion with King Neptune, it has been upwind sailing this past past two days. Hard. The wind should have been from the East, as for the earlier boats, and not South-East for the past two days - happily it has now reverted.
My shoulder injury is getting gradually better - though it still pains. My only other medical issue, if you could call it that, were salt-sores on my posterior from wet or damp clothes. A raid of the first-aid kit and some dry clothes are helping ease this discomfort.
Now romping along at almost 14 knots, in 17 knot wind we have started to move again. Powering along in the black of night, you simply never whats next - perhaps as Jim Wittaker said , "If you're not living on the edge, you're taking up too much space." I feel a bit like that.
As an example, Its sad that Vincent Riou on PRB, the only previous winner, has dropped out. He is one of three in the last week - all experienced skippers and good boats. So, you never know, all I can do is to keep a level head, minimize risk and keep the boat in good shape. The rest is chance.
Having left Autumn, had Summer, now its Spring as we move straight south along the Brazilian coast - and while tempting to take the shortest straight line towards South Africa - conventional wisdom says stay West and position yourself between weather systems - getting south - as fast as possible to pick up the Roaring Forties - then its East for the next 15,000 miles.