Big start today! We get up early to bring the cracked water tank to the store, hoping they can fix it soon. They can but they also have flexible ones. We therefore voted unanimously for this option. We also asked if the rudder of the windwane is ready. No, they're only going to start working on it this very morning. We tell them we'll be back for it soon. We return to the boat and Louis begins to install the tank. Marie-Andrée arrives with her small suitcase and I hurry to get the best croissants in the world, at the little pastry shop we discovered in March: Panaderia pasteleria Ladesiempre. I come back around 10:15, I help Louis to finalize the departure. I fill the water tanks. Then departure around 12:30. I take two ginger gravols a little before for your information. Regular gravols make me a little too zombie.
We don't even do 30 minutes and I can already feel it. Louis and Marie-Andrée eat a sandwich but I can't. I take a mini piece of bread only. We are barely out of the bay and I feel that I am losing energy. I look off. Louis tells me to look at the island behind. I watch 2 seconds and I come back to sea. It does not work.
Well, for the sensitive hearts, I'll spare you the crossing. They enjoyed their crossing very much and I broke my record for the number of times I was sick in one crossing. I spent a large part of the crossing in the boat, lying down with my eyes closed. Louis sometimes put on some Françis Cabrel that I could sing softly to take my mind off things.
Don't worry Andrea, when you're here it's not likely to happen to you, I don't know what's going on with me, but you'll have fun, I also do, with less energy.After more than 5 hours sailing with genoa and engine. The motor fails. Louis tries to restart it, without success. So we continue sailing to our destination.
We arrive at the bay of Punta de Antequera in the north of Tenerife around 9:30 p.m. It's starting to get dark. So I take what I have left of my energy and go to the front of the boat to see if the windlass works. It works. So I stay at the bow, waiting for Louis to tell me to drop anchor. I tell him how far away I expect to see the cliffs. He probably knows it, but me seeing the cliffs getting closer in the dark, let's say I just want to make sure since I don't know the level of battery charge and if his GPS is working. So I wait, sitting at the bow, with of course my harness which is attached to the lifeline. There are so many waves that I don't stay dry for long. I would even say that I end up soaked, after more than, what I think, 30 minutes. I can't even see with my glasses anymore, I have to take them off. We agree that I give all my remaining energy to this, I hope, last task of the day.
(photo from internet, it's not our boat, but it gives you an idea of where we were at night: the cliff that you don't see at the bottom of the photo seems much closer in real life)
I receive the signal from Louis, I begin to lower the anchor (at this point it's pitch black). It's almost unreal with the zooplankton illuminating the entire anchor when it comes into contact with the water. Gorgeous!
So we put the anchor and sleep. With a Mantus, a kind of anchor, Louis is not worried about the anchor dropping. He will stay in bed all night.
Since I'm not sure how I feel, I prefer to stay near the garbage can and sleep in the saloon, on the bench seat in the dining room. I get up on the hour to check if we stay anchored.
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