From bats to being boiling hot, today was an odd one to say the least. Odd as it was though, it was tough to miss the brilliant racing at hand. We had finally caught up with pack, Camper was now firmly in our sights and only a few miles ahead with less wind. The breeze, which had brought us to the Malaysian coastline, was now withering away to nothing. It held just long enough to get us within a mile of Camper, and then vanished. We were now in the same wind as the Kiwis and the drag race was on.
While hugging the coastline and holding out for the guaranteed sea breeze build that happens off the land each day like clockwork, we prayed the rest of the fleet to be becalmed. We, along with Camper, had chosen to stick to the coast for fear that an alternate option had lesser probably for breeze.
In the last race, it was and Ian’s team on Green Dragon and Jules team on E4 that had stuck to the middle of the straights with no breeze. Painfully each schedule showed loss after loss while the rest of the fleet sailed along the Malaysian coastline with solid sea breeze right to Singapore. This time, both were determined not to get caught out again. Ironically, the boats that stayed in the centre had lucked out with a small weather system that created stronger more consistent breeze.
Nevertheless we were locked in with Camper. And there is no better motivation than another team right next to you sailing inch for inch. We knew that the others in fleet had made big gains, but we would hopefully carry the breeze longer into the afternoon / evening and make back some miles on the leaders. Everyone is now on deck; Jutty is up the rig scouting out wind. No doubt we will see more compression through the night at we edge closer to the Straits of Singapore.