Not far away from the ill-reputed Bermuda triangle, where things tend to disappear without any trace, in the deepest night, deckhand Markus looks up from the helm (Steuerrad) to check our light wind sail Gennaker. It’s gone. He looks into the stars where once the 110 sqm sail had been. The sail had stopped flying and started swimming and then diving without giving notice. A chafed Halyard (durchgescheuertes Fall zum Hochziehen des Segels) was the culprit (Übeltäter). After a short moment of confusion the crew of three managed to catch the sail and to pull it on board. This happened three days ago, and the sail is flying again.