And so it goes - Thursday the 9th

I already told you about the exciting morning and we've had a couple other bits of excitement with some squals. No really large winds but we did have some good rain. It lasted about 40 minutes, and then just like a classic squal, it went to no wind and lumpy, icky seas. That has all passed now.

We are sailing along nicely back with full main, big running spinnaker and staysail - Givin' her all she's got captain. Not as windy as yesterday so we don't know if we gain on people in these conditions. Four more knots of wind please.

The water is amazingly blue. As I write this email and the boat roles to port I see the water. It is difficult to discribe.

Let's talk about food for a minute. It's a short minute - don't let Tom do the shopping. Nuff said. He is however a good maker. Every night at about seven he goes and prepares 'the trough' with a freeze dried meal from House Mountain or Mountain House - can't remember. They are a very good product. We make in a small igloo cooler to let it reconstitute and then dish it up. We then determine as a team who gets the trough. Sounds a little crude but it works well and is easy to do in rough weather. Doing dishes off the back at 12 knots is a different story though.

Today, Tom made me a little sneaky peanut butter and jelly sandwhich. The sneaky part was the small flying fish instead of jelly. I crunced down twice before realizing I'd been had. Very gross. Darren you would not be proud of me and I wouldn't make it on Deadliest Catch on the Northwestern.

More later,

Joby