Eco Sailing Project The round-the-world sailing tour without fuel! By Martin, Pierre, François and Bérenger This is a good idea
En tabernacle! Yesterday tour operator kindly asked us to leave Genovesa because we had no authorization. We are sailing again, towards Isabella, accompanied by young boobies. "We are going to enter in the southern hemisphere. 10 ... 9... 8... 7...6... 5... 3... 2... 1... wouhouuuuuu! Here we are in the southern hemisphere! " Isabella is the largest island of the Galapagos and we hope get some water there before leaving for a month of sailing to Polynesia. However, we know that it is forbidden to set foot there without paying an exorbitant fee. So we're going to do a lightning passage on land while Martin stays on the boat. "Mission commando, we wonder how long before we get arrested. " -It's how we fill water bottles. -Yes, engineering technique. Having wandered around the city and filled some water bottles, we're back to the boat ... "The cops came on board. They were two at the beginning. They asked me the autografo, it's the entry permit for the Galapagos that we don't have. Then they called another brigade to tell them we had no permit and to come to inspect the boat. Eight inspectors arrived, they asked me questions about the vessel, where it was before, I had to show all the documents, show clean hands. And they asked me $ 1184 ... So I said we could not. Thus they asked me to leave… we have 24 hours. I said ok, 24 hours is good, but that's frustrating." "So we are leaving Galapagos, a protected sanctuary." Very rare species. "We head south west to the Gambier Islands." See you! -We're going southeast when we should go...? -South West. Instead of going to Polynesia we're going to Chile, South America and Cape Horn, we are adrift in the currents. -Why don't we use the motors? -Because we have no more battery. They stopped that night, it's been two days that there is no wind. We had already seen calms in the Atlantic, but here there is not even a hint of air that's incredible. And there is this silence, a deafening silence. Good evening. -François, what are you cooking? -Potatoes with herbs and garlic, and sweet and sour rice. -Ok, and the mustache is for the seagulls? -For all the long crossings, I decided to spruce myself up. Handsome!! -Ok, it's nice. -We realized that our pasta are infested by a colony of small black insects. So we are trying to exterminate these animals that have no right to be on this boat. Sponge, white vinegar, this is our environmentally friendly way to kill this unwanted species. -I'm sorting pasta, spaghetti, one by one. Insects laid eggs in many of them" The wind is back in the Pacific after this week of calms. -Go Bérenger, reel in! -Yes a fish! We will not starve. -I was desperate, I thought we would never fish again. -It's been how many days trying to fish without success? -25 days, no, 27 days sorry, and we lost lures, birds took them, anyway... "We were sailing quite fast, but there is not a lot of wind now, so we put the spinnaker, but today we've been maneuvering all day long, it's great and we love sailing! To help abused sailors: - Come on guys! - Take your time Bérenger! - No, but if you pull it I can not turn. - Come on! - Come on guys you're almost there! - Contract the chest guys. - You can relax a bit. We sail to the West and South, in the largest ocean of the world. We were initially heading towards French Polynesia, but it turns out that a tiny island lies a little east of Gambier. It’s famous for its history, thus we change our course: we're going to Pitcairn! Finally the land... At last we are going to see people again. others than the 3 as******. It's going to be nice. To be continued
