Yesterday the few hours that we didn’t spend on sleeping the storm off, we dedicated to fixing… a crack. In the past few days the bilge pump was running constantly. The waves had been coming at as with the force of war tanks, some of them tried to make its way into one of the back cabins, cracked the back of the boat and we ended up taking in salt water.In case you don’t know much about sailing, having salt water in your boat is generally considered not great.
It wasn’t huge, fortunately, we didn’t sink (yay!) and we had been dealing with the problem by constantly pumping the water out manually, but this was obviously a very pressing issue, so the crack has been located, sealed and secured and all the salt water that we were carrying has been removed.After the hard part was done, we could spend the rest of the day wandering around Horta for a few hours, admiring the lovely architecture and soaking in the European, yet, so very ocean-inspired vibe and drinking hectoliters of the silky, aromatic Portuguese coffee. As the weather didn’t look very promising, we weren’t pressured to do speed-sightseeing, which was good because unpromising sailing weather very often means wicked rainfalls. Well, yes, it rained for the whole day. It’s been established, wouldn’t leave for another day or two anyway.The evening was chilly and what better way to warm yourself up than to integrate with a Polish crew of another boat? Darek, the captain, was taking a beautiful catamaran from Martinique to Italy and took Mateusz as an extra hand. We met in the harbour and had a great evening together.So great in fact, that Piotrek didn’t come back until 11am on the next day, very surprised that anyone had been worried about him. Well, isn’t it logical that after a good party you go climb a volcano on a 12km walk at the crack of dawn?

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