Monday, May 18, 2009

May 18, 2009

Last night with flukey wind and choppy seas, we hoved to. This is the closest thing a sailboat under way can come to pulling the car over at night to sleep. By back-winding the headsail and tying the tiller to one side or the other, the boat is "hobbled" and makes minimal progress ( 1 - 2 miles per hour) in a very comfortable easy motion. This requires less vigilance (unless you're hoving to in a shipping channel) and translates to more sleep. AAAH sleep. So, we got more rest last night, made much less progress, and today are back dealing with choppy seas in which we, once again, seem to make more lateral progress than forward progress. In these conditions it's hard to motivate myself to do anything but sit around and feel sorry for myself and wonder when we'll see those green rocky spires of Fatu Hiva.
Hmmm, what morale-boosting culinary wonder should I whip up today?

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