ARC 2007 Cape Finisterre crosses the finish line
Wednesday, December 12th, 2007
The finish line was a welcome sight at 2237 hrs local time on the 11th December. Finishing in 24th place over the line we spent 15 days 13hrs 37 mins at sea covering 2712 nms. Now lined up with all the big ones we are very happy with our result. After a day listening to the rig making strange noises as we rolled over each wake, it was a long 230 nms motor sailing to the finish. A further rig inspection during the day discovered that both the top spreaders had also torn away from the pins at the front of the mast end. More lines were attached to steady the mast and with careful handling we managed to sail through the finish line, a rule of the race.
What a welcome we received, cups of rum punch, bottles of Bounty rum, beer and baskets of fruit. All demolished with ease as other yachts came up to congratulate us on our performance. The specialty mix was ‘mutton bird’, rum with bitter lemon. Even Kevin stopped drinking his Bundaberg rum to enjoy the local mix, talk about taking coals to Newcastle, bringing Aussie rum to the home of rum.
Now a few more days of celebration as the rest of the fleet arrive at Rodney B ay, St Lucia.
Not only were we 24th to finish we were also the first of the 5 Australian yachts and the first Beneteau. The topic of conversation in the port is how long did you motor for.? We were forced to motor due to rig problems but have found a large number in front and behind us motored for over 70 hours. It was a slow race with the last days being windless and yachts do put importance on arriving in Rodney Bay as early as possible to enjoy the rum.
Our crew were all fantastic each offering something special to our crossing. Kevin forward of the mast for the first time in his life, David with his sail repair skills and mind games, Andrew as the youngest aboard going up and down the mast, Nick as ‘Capt Araldite’ (we couldn’t get him off the wheel) and Michelle dishing up meals. We all had a lot of laughs but also worked very hard to get us into the position in which we finished.
We now look forward to slowing down and enjoying our Caribbean experience for the next 5 months. What we have seen so far has made us feel very relaxed about the culture and beauty of the islands.


Our 29th wedding anniversary today and you could cut the air with a knife. Motoring and still racing we can only assume every yacht around us is having the same conditions. Our secret weapon now is fuel. The reason for the cruising division being able to motor is that they do want you to get there and it is a very long way. Handicapping for motoring is based on a fast or slow race; no one knows
Day 15. 9th Dec. Becalmed this morning after a valiant night of going north to find wind, unsuccessful we start motoring. Inspecting the rig Ian notices the starboard lower is very slack and realising that something is wrong discovers that the port lower spreader base has collapsed. Not wanting to put the rig in any danger of going over the side our racing is over. Securing the rig with inner forestay and lines to the affected area as best we can we will now motor the 280 miles to the finish line. Remembering we are still in the race and will now go for a good position over the line.
Everyone on board is fit and healthy, and at last being able to have more than 2 during happy hour. All are looking forward to land fall tomorrow evening.
The trip across was a challenge for me to undertake, two + weeks at sea, no turning back, getting seasick, I did consider flying. Then in the back of my mind something says "if they have a great trip, I would regret missing the once in a life time experience".
Day 12. The squall that went through last night was very scary. One minute you are sailing along doing 9 knots under a starry night and the next thing there is a black cloud right behind and you can see the rain underneath looking like a mushroom. When they hit its 35 knots and the yacht is instantly surging to 18 knots, driving rain, drenching everyone and then back to normal in 10 minutes. No we don't take the spinnaker down as they seem to enjoy these little challenges.
Just before lunch another eastern wave hits us with winds gusting over 49 knots. After a broach and getting back on track the spinnaker was snuffed and lowered, still in one peace. Thanks to Simon Willis from the Bay of Islands who made it. Michelle and I were not happy with everything flying around down below and we are now sailing along under a granny rig of poled out headsail. Lasted a few hours and out came the spinnaker again.