I cooked toast, bacon, eggs and coffee for all. (A side note: I had sailed some with the Sailing Granny of Australia- Ann Gash. After sailing around the world in her 20 ft Folkboat, she came through Hawaii a couple of times in her newer 24 Folkboat. She taught me to put all the bread out in the sun to dry it out. It is then hard and won‘t spoil, and when placed in the skillet with a few drops of water and butter, it makes the best toast. Thanks Ann.)(my hard dinghy, Ilimetto, was hers that I bought…of course there is a very long story about that)
Busy day- retaped the chafe at the bow pulpit. Hooked up a block and tackle from the topping lift to pull the vane back up into position. Re-secured that with new gaskets. Took one and half hrs. NO wind so it was easy to work. All the sails were taken down and we were just drifting. The mahi and ahi were diving and jumping around the boat. We changed out our fishing reels and just clamped the reels on the boom gallows’ uprights. Makes for an easy stable way to bring these babies in. We can stand and lean against the gallows for support.
We motored for 4 ½ hrs because of zero wind.
We took salt water baths on deck. Feels so good to be clean.
1430 hrs- slight westerly wind came up so we put the 160 back up.
Mike found more goodies that people had stashed aboard.
We are now 521 nm from Hanalei. Only put on 94nm yesterday. Averaging about 132.75 nm /day. From Kauai. Hopefully this light westerly wind is an indication that we are moving out of the high and ridge. But we are still pretty far south to be picking up the westerlies.
The sea is so blue; the sky overcast all day- recauked the port winch base which is still dripping water on my bunk below. I like being at sea when its comfortable- getting into a nice routine-we are all happy and having fun with lots of giggling.
Nice Ahi-had to gaff this big one
It is now 2130- I just went out to readjust the wind vane for Jean. The wind is returning and holding 10-12 mph and is westerly. It is early to be in the westerlies but good old Sabra can’t be becalmed too long. She is picking up smartly and we are again headed with pride north on course.