So, this picture was taken just south of Georges Bank after a handful of warm beautiful sunny days. We thought we were about one or two days shy of being able to start adding north to our course to make a quick run to the English Channel.
I used Herb Hilgenberg for weather routing. What an amazing fellow. If I had money I would love to set up a foundation to ensure that a service such as his will be around for many many years. For those of you not familiar with him check out his web site. http://www3.sympatico.ca/hehilgen/vax498.htm. He is an amazingly dedicated fellow, and fun to chat with too.
It was about the time this was taken that we first heard the term "Hurricane Bertha" in relation to us. It was just a passing comment about how we might need to talk about it some the following day. The word hurricane sure can take the shine off of a beautiful day like the one above. The next day chatting with Herb it was not going to be a problem for us, but.. then again... it might.
This uncertainty went on for about 5 days until an extra-topical depression formed above us and started tracking south. Eeeks....
Next thing we knew we were being advised to head due south for the next 24 hours. ouch. We found our selves about 200 miles from Flores in the Azores before the discussion about heading north again came up. At this time the wind was light and from the north east. Ouch again.
All the while we were thinking that we were just a day or two from getting to add north to our course. This went on for about a week.
Then we sat. Once that system passed we were left in a vacuum. No wind. Flat seas. We did see an amazing astronomical event though. As the sun set, the moon rose at the exact same time. So we had both a full moon and an full sun in the sky just above the horizon for a good amount of time. I started to think about Andrei Tarkovsky's movie Solaris. Anyway, we ended up doing the only real motoring in the crossing, about 24 hours NE to get into some wind.