Barbara (sister of captain), hailing from a farm, is a dab hand at producing hot snacks and nibbles endlessly from the galley. There would be a lengthy silence from below and then suddenly, her grinning face would materialise in the companionway, and thrusting forward a steaming tray of buttered scones, brownies, cookies of various descriptions or any variety of savoury snacks, the captain and crew Len would be seduced once more into ingesting a vast quantity of these delicious munchies. Even in the heat of the tropics they were treasured and just had to be eaten whilst still warm, prompting many a round of mild indigestion.
|Galapagos to Marquesas - downwind in big seas|
During these boisterous conditions, one fine afternoon Barbara decided that a nice pot of boiled down legumes would be an ideal base for one of her culinary specialties. The beans, simmered down to a glutinous mass on the galley stove were approaching the time when they should be removed. Sibling crew deciding to check, lifts the lid for a peek at exactly the same moment our ship scythes sideways up and over a particularly obstreperous crest, lifting the pot off the stove top and sending it flying in a neat parabola directly toward the navigation area. Fortunately, its curve drops it short of the chart table.
Unfortunately, Barbara follows in a tolerable imitation of a pirouette, reverses and slams, rib height into the solid teak fiddle of the chart table. Turning white, then grey, she slides to the floor with the beans. One moment we have an able bodied crew member, and the next, a patient. Obviously in pain but putting on a brave face, Barbara has great tenderness in her rib area (x-rays taken later at Nuku Hiva will show three fractured ribs!).
|Good sturdy Cruising Medical Kit|
We considered ourselves to be extremely lucky that we had escaped a potentially very serious situation as lightly as we had, albeit with considerable pain for the patient!