For me, the last day of a multi-day trip is somehow the worst day. There are only a few miles left to drive, but they seem to be endless. It is the same today. The journey doesn’t want to and doesn’t want to end, but we just want to shower.
Sissi is a safe ship. I've already written about the fact that we have a fairly dry center cockpit and that no waves can come over from behind. Nevertheless, we play it safe and plugged in the lower plug bulkhead on the downwind courses we mainly sailed. That has already proven itself quite well on the Atlantic. No wave has entered yet, but every now and then a good slosh of water came from the side into the cockpit when a wave ran diagonally again.
Jens and I do the handover at four o'clock in the morning, as always, then I lie down in my bunk. It continues to blow at six to seven Beaufort, we are making good mile after mile on Lanzarote. The journey slowly rocks me to sleep, I dawn away.
BAMMM !!! A huge bang wakes me up. It feels like the rear wall has hit my head. Water runs down the wall through the bunk window. Shit, I have to go out straight away and see Jens. I jump out of the bunk, but Jens comes towards me in the salon. Soaking wet.
A wave broke at our stern and poured completely into the cockpit. The plug bulkhead prevented worse, but part of the wave landed on the salon floor, the navigation table, and elsewhere.
Nothing has happened. Everything is still there. Nothing was cleared from our stern. And the bunk window is not leaking. When I looked more closely, I found the curtain wedged in the window frame. So the window couldn't close properly. It was last open when we screwed on the wind vane in Stavoren. After that I didn't touch it anymore. Hard to believe.
We have desalinated most of Sissi in the meantime, the carpeting and seat cushions want to be rinsed with fresh water in the marina and then dried properly. In the future, we will insert both plug-in bulkheads on such courses with such wind strengths, even if getting in and out becomes uncomfortable. Lucky.
The strong wind made the batteries really full again. In the meantime they were down to 58% because the sun did not charge when the sky was overcast and the wind did not charge when the wind was weak. This is exactly what I imagined.
At noon after waking up I can see land to my delight, Jens already had the joy a few hours before me at sunrise. Lanzarote, we are here now. We have cell phone reception, the Spanish SIM card for the Internet is reactivated in a few minutes. Yeah! We're back in business.
Shortly before the marina we are really burned again. A fast ferry pulls past us at 33 kn speed. Of course, with our 6 knots we can't stink against it. The guy uses more diesel in a second than we've burned in the last five days. The expected engine running time for the entire route is just under an hour. Drive out in Lagos for half an hour and drive into the marina for half an hour in Lanzarote. That was it. Makes a diesel consumption of approx. 3 liters for 600 nm.
The watermaker has now been deflated and fills up the water tank one last time on the way. Everything is as always. All is well.
Current position (at 2:30 p.m.): 28 ° 51'N 13 ° 40'W
Fifth Etmal: 131 nm
Remaining distance: 12 nm to the marina