Sunday 29th January, 1956
Logged, to noon 98 miles.
Woken by a banging of ropes, blocks and booms. Rushed up on deck, where the skipper, at the wheel, informed me sheepishly, "I jibed"! He had left the wheel to put the bung in the diesel exhaust pipe in Penelope's stern post.
Skipper, Juan and I all soaked on night watches. Taking over considerable spray but hoisted jib for the sake of stability and extra speed, at daybreak.
Skipper cursed Juan who very nearly fell overboard carelessly just before dawn. Had he gone over he would probably not have been seen in the bad light and could not have swam far in his oilskins. He says that in the Spanish Navy they throw you (for training purposes) into a rough area, fully clothed plus oilskins and make you swim. Tough eggs!!
Passed a North-bound ship about 6 miles to windward, in the afternoon watch. Looked like a tanker which left a trail of brownish water - possibly bilge pumping's - which we sailed through, an hour or so after she had passed out of sight.
Skipper and I both seasick. Oliver still bad.
Trolling for fish. No catch.
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