It’s now February (my birthday month) and I’m aboard BAIA. A low pressure system is passing by and generating a lot of wind. The maximum windspeed (gust) measured 47 knots. BAIA is moored bow into the wind with double lines and its not a comfortable spot as waves that are kicked up by these winds bounce of the entrance wall back into the marina.

I go out at night after hearing some strange noise. Turns out that one of the mooring lines had snapped. Luckily there was a backup line and I’m aboard to fix the problem. I get another line from the locker and tie it up. Time to get some sleep.

The next morning I wake up early and its completely silent. No wind at all?

I get up, check the instruments and stick my head out the companionway. There was virtually no wind and it looks like a perfect day to move BAIA to a more sheltered marina. But I have so much to do! Better get on with it.

I get all the stuff off the boat that I don’t need for the trip and put it in the back of my truck. After this early morning fitness routine I hoist the Genoa on the furler. I managed that perfectly fine without any help.

I perform my routine checks and fire up the engine. While it is warming up I change the mooring lines and set them all for an easy release. As I am alone I need to do things efficiently. So I release the lines one by one and leave Juelsminde and headed for Vejle.

There is almost no wind so I motor the entire way on autopilot. I’m fine with that as I just want to arrive on time as I have requested a hand as I’m docking BAIA for the first time alone.

I prepared everything before entering the marina and I reverse down the channel to park her nice and straight in her assigned berth. With some help of the harbor master we tied up and I’m done. Time to relax!

This angle makes a 38 foot boat look tiny. And I’m still not sure about this big ass flag.