We should have been playing the Ride of the Valkyries as the wall of death approached us from behind. Just another day at the office with a frontal system travelling from SW to NE over our NNE track. Ahead of these lines of rain squalls we have increased winds so main sail furled away to avoid getting pushed over by a large gust and too much sail is not happy for the auto pilot or us. Having radar is a boom because we can track the approach and extent of the clouds, sometimes we jig 10 degrees to port and the rain passes behind, or slips down the side. The rain is the least of the problems with our new waterproof cockpit cover. There were several times when large waves broke on the bow or just aft of the bow and sent water cascading over the dodger. We cud sit behind the window and not even blink when it hit the windscreen. The joy of a hard dodger.
Our pet albatross wandered back to see how we were getting along, took a disdainful look down her regal nose and glided away.
Evening meal was chilli con carne cooked in the brace position. Bigger winds equal bigger waves rolling us sideways. With the pot of precooked chilli in the microwave heating I had one hand firmly on the rail in front of the stove and the other in an oven glove ensuring the microwave door and the hot contents behind it didn't get expelled into the galley or onto me. Both would have been a mess and tears before bedtime.
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