We don’t talk much, just the necessities. The engine noise makes it just that bit harder to understand what Merel says and I find myself lost, even after she repeats herself three times. Then I smile, try not to look stupid, and give up trying to converse, or say something that I hope is relevant.
The engine is a necessary evil. I hate the noise and smell but it moves us along. We have now been at sea for a week and it will be another two or three days before we get to Jamestown. At this speed our ETA is early Tuesday 29th. But if we get the slightest breeze we’ll try to sail for a while, just for the silence. That will slow us down of course but it doesn’t matter as we cannot get a Covid test until Thursday, and we cannot go ashore on St Helena until the test results are clear.