We sailed south along the coast of
As we passed in front of
It seems amazing that two-thirds of our world is covered by this water we are on, and so few others are on it with us. Away from land, a boat or ship sighting is an event.
We continued our eastward progress, accompanied by schools of fish that transformed themselves into flocks of fish. My first experience of flying fish. Shimmering silver darts soaring out of our path. We passed north of Bimini and into the night. It has been years since I have seen so many stars. A few boats several miles from us and the lights of
We divided our watches…sort of. Someone was always asleep and someone was always awake. At some point, WW decided that the best course lay straight into the wind. This made things a bit…bouncy…in our forward berths. I tried to make filter coffee for the watch before going to snooze. That was a risky and desperate venture, but concluded with only a minor scald, coffee grounds (dry and wet) distributed liberally around the galley, and a happily caffeinated crew in the cockpit. After an hour or two of this brutal treatment, Whit suggested that bearing off a degree or two might be a nice idea. WW agreed. Our comfort increased markedly. I slept.
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