A somber morning

One last push and role of the dice.

It shouldn't be much of a surprise we dropped back in standings.
Yesterday was aweful. When squalls come in with energy, they take more
than what they brought when they leave. We could not get away from
them. Do 15 knots for 15 minutes with tons of fun and then 3-4 hours of
wallowing in confused seas, no wind and massive frustration after they
leave.

Kind of like a divorce from what I hear.

Anyways, there is still over 200 miles of racing left and lots can
happen. Maybe we had our worst game of the year yesterday and they
bowled a perfect game?

Currently in about 15 knots of breeze with the big kite up and a
beautiful sunrise and skies.

The boat is a total petrie dish. Unique cultures will be discovered and
then used against enemy countries like Tennessee or Alabama or
Troutdale. We suspect a new life form coming from the head area and we
believe is will resemble Shrek when it completes the embrionic stage.
And Agriculture Hawaii is worried about fruit??

Scott is out driving. Tom, Kevin & Lashawna are checking for light
leaks in their lids - none noted, and I'm down here sending emails.
Leave poor Scott alone. 'Uh, dude where ya going, head up.' 'Oh, you
mean that up.'

Might be bath day - I smelly.

Joby