70° 04,726' N, 170° 33,912' E
We had sailed to Pevek as quickly as possible because we knew that there
was a weather front approaching with 15 to 20 m/s easterlies. When we
arrived there after only five days of sailing, the skies were clear and
the seas smooth as silk. For three days we waited for the winds to come
and when we became tired of waiting and were ready to leave, they finally
arrived and with such a force that we were glad to be still in Pevek.
In the morning of the 19th, after four stormy days, the weather seemed so
much better that we decided to continue our voyage. We cast off, bid
farewell to the crew of the small ship to which we had been moored, and
then realized that our good boat Sarema was not moving anywhere. There was
now almost half a metre less water underneath our keel than before the
storm, and we were lying on the bottom. As the engine power was not enough
to free us, we tied a rope to the ship's railing, winched us out of the
mud, and headed for the sea.
We sailed around the corner of Cape Shelagskiy to see what the situation
outside the Chaunskaya Guba Bay looked like. And it looked so bad that we
turned around and continued back to a bay a few miles further south that
would give us at least some kind of protection against the winds. While we
were heading for the shelter, the winds continued to increase in strength
from 20 to 35 knots, gusting 40+, which seems to be the norm out here.
We are now only about 25 miles north of Pevek, anchored in a large, open
bay as close to the shore as we dared. The wind is blowing from behind a
large mass of land but yet sharp, foam crowned waves keep tilting our boat
from one side to the other, and spray is flying in the air. Clearly, the
storm is not over yet!