Who knew that the Yellow Sea actually looked yellow?! I certainly didn;t and was really surprised to see it this morning! Amazing! Anyhow, since I last wrote, quite a lot has happened. Those of you reading all the Clipper race news will know but others may not so I’ll write a little here:
We were sailing up along the East coast of Taiwan; we had originally planned on sailing alittle bit further east to avoid the large predicted waves that were closer to the coast but then later data showed that there wasn’t really much difference so we hugged the coast intead. We were making really good speeds and were playing a really interesting cat and mouse game with DLL – some times they were in front, other times we were. It all depended who was on what tack and where the next wind shift was. Very close racing. We did all notice the change in the sea state though: despite the water being a balmy 37 degrees, the swell and the waves (and the spray) was reminiscent of the southern ocean. Except this time we were sailing INTO the waves, and not down along with them! The nights were pitch black and helming wsa really tough. Terry did a few doughnuts one night! When I was helming I was so so tense and so so focused that when I got off watch I was shattered.
One day, after watch, my watch were down below through a particularly lumpy patch of sea and the guys on deck were tacking the boat. We crashed over a huge wave and all flew a couple of feet (which is quite normal). What happened next however was not normal: Nick, one of my crew mates, lost his grip as he came down from his “airtime” and fell backwards smacking the back of his head against the internal wall of the crew accommodation area. It was a REALLY hard knock – the sound made me feel a bit sick – and it turned out that his head and actually broken a crack into the wall! :S We were naturally worried about him so “sentenced” him to bed rest and 2 hourly observations from the Debs’, our resident nurses. He seemed ok but we were watching…
The very next day, another accident befalls us. Tim, Bryan and Wayne are up on the foredeck after hanking on the Staysail. The sail is all ready and Terry and I are bringing back the sail bag when we go over another wave – just like a hundred others we’ve seen before. The wave goes over the boys at the bow and then suddenly, we hear Tim shouting and Wayne telling us all to come forward. I call for Rich and go forward with the sail bag to use as a stretcher. Tim had broken his leg as the wave pushed him against the inner forestay but we couldn’t tell how badly yet. He said that his leg “looked like it had a whole new kneecap in the wrong place”. With Wayne trying to hold Tim’s leg still, Tim using his good leg, and Sean helping to push him along, Tim makes it back to the mid bow where we put him on the sail bag. The next 20 minutes were spent making a splint out of sailties, a batten cut to size and tea towels. Deb Grant gave Tim morphine through his foulies into his left thigh and I stayed at Tim’s head talking to him. We got the hospital bunk stretcher, and just like we had practised in training, got Tim safely down below. I must admit I was actually very impressed with how we all dealt with the situation. Quickly and clearly without panic or confusion.
Once we got him down below, we cut away Tim’s clothes to assess the damage and take blood pressure. On deck, sails came down and Rich contacted the coastguards and other vessels to arrange for Tim’s evacuation. We packed Tim’s bag and then got told that the chopper was here to airlift him to hospital so we took him back up… The Taiwanese chopper tried 6 times to lower their man but their blades were too long and they aborted their attempts, saying that they would send the coastguard ship instead. I think they are used to rescuing people off flat fishing boats but our yacht’s rigging and backstays particularly presented a challenge that they were not comfortable facing. The coastguard boat came along about an hour later but they too had no safe way to get Tim from our boat to theirs so we made the decision to head into Taiwan ourselves. We went into Chi Lung where the insurance and hospital had already been organised. Nick went too to get his head scanned – just in case. It was a tough decision for Nick but I was so glad he made the right one… Better to be safe than sorry! So Nick and Tim were transferred to the coast guard boat in port but then the coast guard kept asking us to come in and moor up. We didn’t know why and wanted to carry on sailing so came close but stood off (did not hand over lines) – it then transpired that they didn’t realise we were still racing and just wanted to give us some tea/food. Once this was all understood, they gave us this amazing pot of ginger tea – yum…
Anyhow, we are now back to racing and trying to make up the ground we lost. We have had news since that Tim broke his femur in 2 laces and had to have a 14cm pin into his thigh. He’s now had a shower and is moving about in a wheelchair. Nick has the all clear and will be joining us in Qingdao for the next race. We are all so glad that they are ok and yesterday made the call that we were going to try really hard to recover a podium position – for Tim and Nick… We’d all lost our focus for a little while there with shock I guess. So here we are now, in stealth mode, working our socks off to knock off the competition. We already passed Finland and are pretty much head to head with Singapore! The gauge on the thermometer is dropping, and so are the miles left to run, but we are still as determined as ever!
Go Gold Coast! ![]()
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