East African sailing trip – log 64

SAILING LOG64

November 5 – 7, 2004

We are still counting the days till Jurgen, Wolf’s brother arrives. We have not had any communication and are not even sure exactly when they arrive so we will probably have to hang around here until we hear from them. We’re still counting though…

We have made arrangements to meet with Ed Robinson and Pastor Wilson. They are from a missionary organization (not for profit). Someone has donated a 44’catamaran “Lynaka” which is moored in Richard’s Bay South Africa. The vision is to use the vessel to supply medical services to villagers along the Mozambique coastline. They would invite doctors, dentists and nurses to donate their services and as crew, to sail from South Africa to Mozambique with medical supplies to treat minor health problems wherever they stop. They are looking for a skipper and hostess for the yacht.

We know the yacht and have met Ed’s mother a wonderful Christian lady so have an idea of the vision and the mission. Having sailed the Mozambique coast we already know the reality and challenges that would face them and have prayed much for guidance and direction regarding this undertaking.

When Ed mentions that he has found another younger couple who feel called to fill the role as skipper and hostess we are extremely relieved. He would have assigned the job to us since we were the first couple he had approached, but we openly admit that we have not felt the unction or calling. Everyone is happy… and we, even more so.  

Business out of the way we are able to relax and enjoy their company and share some of the wonderful experiences we have lived while cruising these waters.

The next few days while waiting for Jurgen and Brigite are extremely hot.

There are two monsoon seasons that govern the weather here in Zanzibar – The “Kaskazi” which is the northeast monsoon starts to blow any time from mid-November until mid-December and continues in to early March  and the “Kusi” which is the southeast monsoon and starts anytime from around mid/end of March and continues to blow through to late October.
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These two seasons are separated by very calm periods and we are realizing the effects of this calm. With no familiar breeze on which we have come to rely, we are beginning to frazzle. Perspiration pours off us continually. It is useless to swim as the water is tepid and one is left feeling drained.

We have lost weight as a result of our healthy lifestyle and feel fitter than we have in years but the heat and humidity is sucking the energy from us and making us lethargic and sluggish. We have no desire to move and use all 5 fans on the boat which just manages to circulate hot air.

The problem with humidity is the challenge of trying to avoid overheating as our bodies aren’t able to cool down, so we drink plenty of water cold from the fridge; taking it easy – we slow down completely, cooling off by wiping ourselves down with a cold wet cloth also from the fridge, and watching for any sign of severe headache, or increased pulse.

November 8, 2004

With the calm and lack of wind between the monsoon seasons of “Kaskazi” and “Kuzi” which we are experiencing currently, come intermittent rain-showers. These are a frustrating as they appear suddenly without warning and so fiercely that one doesn’t have a chance to close all the hatches in time to avoid rain coming into the boat. 

Wolf and I have devised a system where he takes the starboard side and I rush down the port side… it is a race and we no sooner settle into another steamy situation with all the hatches closed than it stops and we go around opening them all again, only to repeat this process many times throughout the day and night. 

Closing the hatches is not as simple as it may sound as I have sewn mosquito nets to fit on the outside of the hatches, and on the inside of the portholes– I made them slightly bigger than they should be, to allow us to open the hatch without removing them; however in a rush they tend to slip off the lip which holds them in place. 

We welcome the movement from passing boats which remind us that we are in fact floating and not actually on a glassy mirrored-surface.