310 nautical miles to the Saint Helen's Island
19 24 S, 001 35 W, 0800 ZULU time, Sunday

A noise woke me up. Something fell... I ran up to check what it was and found that my halyard was stuck at the topping lift, which meant troubles... I put the boom into shrouds, climbed the mast over the crosstrees, and nothing...
I was a bit upset with the situation – it seems that something always has to happen to me... I climbed down and thought about it while putting on a climbing gear... I wondered what to do in order NOT to have to climb the topmast. I lowered the boom, loosened the topping lift and waved it forwards and backwards so that the halyard twisted around it even more... afterwards I lowered it as much as I could and... barely reached it. Fools are always either lucky or tall, aren’t they? How did the shackle get unscrewed? Unfortunately, I do not have one with a hole in it, and I can't tie it up with a wire or something... and it got unscrewed... I tied another line and if the shackle unscrews again, the halyard will be fastened to the sail. Voila!
PS. When I was hoisting the sail again, I put the halyard on the wrong side of the lazy jacks... I thought I should have my head examined... I lowered the sail, shuffled the line and shackles to the right side, and the sail went up. The day has managed to pass somehow, even though it did not start well.