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         knot, had slipped!  We were all starting to have bruises everywhere.

         It was getting harder and harder to cook, and it had been a strong chal-
         lenge for me to keep an omelet in the pan before it got hard. For the even-
         ing, we continued with the dried food.  Night was falling more and more
         suddenly, and dried food was much faster to prepare.  We were eating di-
         rectly in the bags, ending with a notation of the dishes we had chosen.  We
         were gaining ground on Lubillu III, it was now only 27 miles away, we were
         looking for its lights at night and shouted : "Lubillu, where are you?" We
         are coming "

                                          Unfortunately  in  the  night,  early  on
                                          December 8, the jib slammed once too
                                          often,  I  heard  a  big  bang,  and  I  real-
                                          ised  that  the  sail  was  flying  freely
                                          ahead of the boat, indicating the route
                                          to follow. And no, this time it was not
                                          a shackle: I saw in the light of a torch
                                          that the clew point was hanging des-
          Broken clew Point
                                         perately at the end of the pole. Gilbert
         suddenly came out of his berth and joined me in the cockpit while I rolled
         the jib, and went on the foredeck to wrap the sail with ropes to prevent it
         unrolling.
         We  only  had  now  the  mainsail,  so  our  speed  dropped.  We  hoisted  the
         storm jib upon the wrapped jib, and despite its small size, it gave us a little
         speed and stability. The windvane accommodated the situation very well.
         The wind was now settled at 25 knots and going up to 30 in gusts. I saw on
         the grib files that we would have an area of even stronger winds and sea in
         front of us, and that we could round this area by going South. We decided
         to head to 250. The following night, a surge filled the cockpit during Chris-
         tine's shift.  It was now full moon, the nights were very clear.
         On the 9th we made our second bale of rubbish. Gilbert and I went to the
         foredeck to lower the torn jib and bring it into the cabin, which was then
         very crowded. In addition to the broken clew point, there were several fa-
         tigue tears along the fall.  We did some research in our on-board literature,


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