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Magic Dragon’s crew collects the Spirit of the ARC award With the extra food we ate like kings for the remainder of the journey, and with more hands on board everyone doubled up on watches.Įven morale improved, in spite of the Atlantic still giving us a good kicking. The rest of the journey was entirely without incident, especially as Raoul managed to get our watermaker working. We turned Magic Dragon into the wind to bring her sails out, and got ourselves back on course. Jane shifted into hostess mode and put the kettle on. We had been in contact with another boat that was standing by, who offered to send some bottles of water over on a fender, but after a couple of failed attempts we called it off. Naomi, Raoul’s wife and a slight lady, was next, and after the previous exertion, I nearly threw her over the boat and back into the sea.Ĭharlie came up after, along with bags of food and belongings, and finally skipper Raoul, who could at last let go of the rope. I grabbed his arm, and through adrenaline and sheer brute strength, dragged him into the cockpit. The kids were running around the saloon excited at all the kerfuffle.īoscombe Whaler’s crew prepares to abandon into the liferaft Jane was at the chart table in radio contact with Boscombe Whaler’s skipper. It was the morning of 1 December when we received Boscombe Whaler’s* Mayday.Ī minute or so after Dorothy had woken me, I staggered, half asleep, into no small chaos. We sailed on, Magic Dragon making short work of the conditions and running beautifully at around 10-12 knots. We were sailing with the 2021 Atlantic Rally for Cruisers (ARC), the so-called ‘friendly’ race from Gran Canaria to the Caribbean island of St Lucia in a fleet of some 150 yachts.Īs well as unusually squally upwind sailing conditions we had the nagging concern that our watermaker had stopped working, leaving us with a little over 400 litres in the tanks to sustain us for the 10 or so days left aboard. Jane, Lizzie and Craig look on as Peter swings on the sprayhood in the mid-AtlanticĪlso aboard were Rod’s daughter from a previous marriage, Lizzie, a competent dinghy sailor, along with Dorothy, and four-year-old twins, Peter and Vera.