Dawn had us at Jackson's
pass at the head of Queen Charlotte
sound. The forecast for Cook was
southerly 20knots becoming 40 by
afternoon and 50 by evening. We
certainly didn't feel like hanging
around to play in the 50 so we slid
straight across and for once the strait
served up what was forecast, a steady 20
knots gusting up to 30 right on the
beam, where H28's love it.

Rachel came up to enjoy
an exciting sail across the typically
lump strait. The wind stayed southerly
as forecast and with two reefs tied in
we sailed across about 6 knots and four
hours later we were crossing the Mana
bar which isn't a problem for H28's with
our modest draft.
Mana marina is a very
modern well-protected marina. The Marina
manager was on until lunchtime on
Saturday so we were able to catch him
and organise a berth and key to the
facilities. Naturally the same old
discussion developed between skipper and
first mate. I wanted to go straight to
the nearest Burger King but she wanted
to have a shower, so to the showers we
went.
We stayed at Mana
shopping, visiting relatives, etc for
the next 6 days. During that time we had
two Southerly gales one of which blew
through the marina about 40 knots but
due to the excellent breakwaters there
was barely a ripple on the water in the
marina.
The train station is
right next to the marina with a train
going every 20 minutes making travel to
and around the city easy and cheap.
After 6 days we were all
shopped out and I suspect the local
Burger King was running short on Whopper
burgers. There was a low approaching NZ
and we thought we might slip back across
the strait before it.
We left about 0800hrs
with initially 20 knots of northerly on
the starboard beam and a steep 1m
northerly swell. After about 2 hours the
wind deserted us and we found ourselves
in the unusual situation of having
insufficient wind in Cook Strait. With
the mainsail set as a dampner we motored
the rest of the way. It was a longer
trip as the tide was foul and for much
of it we were doing 5.8 knots through
the water, but according to the GPS only
3.8 to 4.5 across the ground.
We stayed well seaward
of Jacksons pass as we have previously
had problems there pushing against the
flow and went straight into Pelorus
Sound. 5pm saw us comfortable in Ketu
Bay in the outer sounds.
The next day the
barometer crept steadily down and I had
a look at the Cruising Guide to find a
spot to weather the approaching low. The
cruising guide recommended a place
called Chance Bay right in the heart of
the sounds as the most sheltered in the
sounds.
It was about 15 miles
further in than Ketu Bay so off we went
and surprisingly we were sailing
downwind with the genoa poled out and a
preventer on the boom. In the past we
had found that sailing in the sounds
could be a frustrating proposition but
the wind gods were with us and every
corner we turned the wind turned with
us.
It seemed that every
direction was downwind which makes up
for the last time we sailed in the
sounds when every corner we turned was
into wind.
When we got to Chance
bay we were greeted with a mirror
surface surrounded by high hills covered
in bush it looked every bit as sheltered
as the cruising guide indicated.
I can only suggest that
the author of the guide didn't stay in
this particular bay in a 40 knot
northerly as by 0100hrs on Saturday
24/8/02 the wind was howling. Nightshift
was porpoising about in a steep 1metre
wind chop and ever minute or so a
spinning gust would slew her round and
heel her over, generally making any
attempt at sleep impossible.
Fortunately I had
shackled both the 34 pound Bruce and the
25 pound CQR on the chain in tandem and
veered about 160 feet of chain so we
weren't going anywhere it was just
unpleasant.
Chapter
Three