Sunday 25 January 2015

Southbound to Nelson

--> It was late January by the time Picara was ready to make her second attempt at sailing 450 nautical miles south to Nelson, and the weather was looking quite benign. We were expecting moderate to strong easterlies for a day or two, and then light winds near the end of the trip; and indeed that’s what we got.

The three capes at the tip of North Island (no that's not our track in red)


We had a sunny day and 20 knots of wind on the beam as we headed north out of Mangonui, and reached North Cape just before dark and just in time to catch enough of the flood tide which carried us around all three capes: North, Reinga, and Maria Van Diemen. There were a few squalls in the dark as we bore off to head eastward across the top of the North Island, but it was all from behind us and running the same direction as the tide which was helping us out by two knots or more at some points, so that we hit 8 and 9 kts of boat speed at some points! This is exciting stuff for Picara as she’s really a 5-knot average kind of girl. It was all the more pleasant because the sea state was quite mellow and the we were dosed up with our “Paihia Bombs,” trademarked seasick pills out of the Paihia Pharmacy which really do the job.

Mike is always a light sleeper and in super-high alert mode when we’re on a coastal passage. Here, he has leapt naked from bunk to cockpit at the hint of a sail change. Not necessary, but nice to know he is ready at a moment’s notice!
 
We rounded Cape Maria Van Diemen just before midnight, and were once again on a beam reach as we turned south. As the wind was blowing over the north island towards us we continued to have a relatively mellow sea state and we spent the next 12 hours averaging about 7 knots! Such progress couldn’t continue for long though, and as the wind died over the next day we slowed down and eventually turned to our trusty Perkins engine to push us through the second half of the voyage.

We opted for less wind and more comfort and safety on this trip, in part due to the willies about being in the big bad Tasman Sea – and we feel that we made the right choice. The last day of the trip was spent crossing the western end of notorious Cook Strait, and after a year or so listening to the NZ weather service describe frequent gales and nasty seas in that particular body of water we were quite happy to motor across it in calm weather. 


A highlight was seeing 2518m Mt Taranaki rise out of the sea at dawn on day three of the trip – and we could still see it at sunset!

  




A tuna just before landfall in the Abel Tasman capped off an awesome southbound trip. Thanks to Don and Debbie on Buena Vista for the rod!