My last night shift starts at 1 am on the 4th day. Winds continue fair and we are making good progress. The first seagull shows up for a visit at 3 am … with a companion. Makes me think of John Sebastian Livingston, and how these two are probably out scouting to determine if we are a fishing vessel or not. They leave after 30 minutes … no food for them here J
Sunrise greets us …
and we spot a few boats north and south from us. At about 7:30 am we believe we identify one of the ships as Fanfarron, a 1993 Volker 45…
she does not worry us as she is in another category and her handicap means if we see her she cannot finish before us … slowly we are checking off names that do not present a threat anymore.
Though we spotted land early one by 9 am we clearly see San Cirstobal.
I hope you have been able to check the websites and tell how we are doing against all other boats and how our standings are. We will not know for sure until we reach the finish line.
For our final approach we hoist the spinnaker.
Spirits are high, but anxiety also sets in … enough on the boat; we want some land, and we want to see how many boats arrived before us and who is still to come. And then the waiting starts.
After 74 hours we arrive!
Although we arrive first in our division this is not a guarantee that we are first in the race because of the handicaps …. I will not know until later how it ends.
For now we will spend time in town meeting up with all the teams and celebrate four great days and three spectacular nights past…
For now we will spend time in town meeting up with all the teams and celebrate four great days and three spectacular nights past…
Tivoli arrives 1 1/2 hours later and they join us for Cubas Libres .... and we all compare notes.
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