If yesterday was a day of luxurious and exciting sailing in the sun, with fun and carefree games in the evening – today was a day of sideways torrential monsoon rains, 1.5 meter swells on the Indian Ocean open water, hangovers, seasickness and gybe training. The day started with being woken up at 6.30 by smattering, heavy rain on the hatch on top of me (after going to sleep at 3.30), and a storm threatening to tear the boat off the mooring lines and throw us around the unwelcoming marina. Luckily the rain eased enough for us to get out on the water around 11.00 and Hannah, our as skipper of the day, coached us weary souls from Chulong Bay to Koh Racha Yai. On the way out of the coastal waters we gybed (moving the sails according to the wind, going downwind) and sailed through various walls of rain coming from all directions. Luckily Jeff with his split-face grin continually cracked us up with his own special version of See my baby jive along the way. No hangover there, he's a REAL sailor.
A few lunch hamburgers later me and Ashley were out of action with seasickness, stomachs rolling with the waves. The only remedy proved to be helming the Tamarind whilst keeping a stedy bearing on Ko Racha on the horizon. She is a beautiful, highly responsive yacht, and together we braved the open Indian Ocean in 1.5 metre high swells and gusts of wind reaching 20 knots. I can now tie a clove hitch, bow line, reef knot and stopper knot! Even in a diagonal boat. Tying ropes is incredibly therapeutic, I will be heading to the hardware store when I'm home.
Here in Racha the water is turquoise and a coral reef stretches down to 18 metres just by the shore. The Tamarind is still swaying on the swells and fighting to shelter us from the incessant torrential rain, but Alan’s Spag Bol and Trivial Pursuit on the iPad helps end the day on a nice note. Down below it’s like a sauna, but the rain makes it impossible to keep the hatches open. Thank god for the fan above my bed.