From : Sarah Brice
Yacht : Concert
Date : Saturday 30th November, 1996
We've passed the River Plate and a quick history lesson and are
pressing on south to Cape Horn along the Argentinian coast. Sea temp
10 degrees, so swimming's off. But suncream still in use - are we
perhaps being over optimistic?
It's getting chilly, which has added a whole new facet to our
entertaining routine - what to wear? Scope for endless debate, you
can imagine. The deal is that someone from the on-going watch pops
their head up through the hatch to assess ambient temperature
(ranging from cold, through freeze all your bits off, to stay in your
bunk and dream of log fires), wetness, dress code and
thermoregulatory status (!) of the guys on deck. There are countless
permutations of dress: thermals - thick and thin - , Trax (fleece
salopettes and jacket) on top or bottom halves or both. And an equal
number of different body temperatures, even if everyone's wearing the
same ensemble. I'll pass on making a fashion comment just now, but
suffice to say these numbers wouldn't set the Paris catwalk alight
this winter.
The next question is whether a sail change is in the offing. I don't
know why we even bother trying to predict this, things can change so
rapidly. But this determines outer layer - foulies or dry suit.
Foulies are good for taking the dog for a walk on a drizzly autumn
morning in Hollingbourne, but not for swimming around on the foredeck
in the Southern Ocean. Dry suits are the business and entail an
entertaining rigmarole to get them on, including finding someone to
zip you in. And out. A bonding experience already.
I should add that even with all the information from this fact-
finding mission, it makes little odds what you wear. Working from the
basic principle that you are guaranteed to be over or under- dressed, you
can then only be pleasantly surprised when your body temperature hits
the spot for ten minutes of a watch!
The "roaring forties" (south of 40 degrees latitude) have been kind
to us so far. We have been spoilt with clear skies almost all the
way. Amazing sunrises and sunsets. Last night we had a breathtaking
sunset over the starboard bow and the moon rising simultaneously over
the stern. Wild. However, it's all set to change. With forecasts of
35 knots of wind on the nose all the way round Cape Horn, life could
look a little different in a few days' time. We're looking forward to
the Horn, but for me it's with some trepidation.
Talk to you next week, as a Cape Horner!
Sarah