Calder reported that the screen of his window must have been ripped off by a wave overnight. Woke to decreased winds in the 20s, seas still a good 3 meters. We’re making good time to beat a system that is coming in on Wednesday afternoon to New Cal, hoping to arrive Wednesday morning. My seasickness has dissipated and I’m able to prep food and take care of my family better. We take turns napping.
We were warned that this passage would be “sporty,” a term that cruisers use often. But what does it really mean? Is it a certain combination of bigger seas and winds? Is it sporty, like a sport, where you need to be on your toes and more active? Or is the term sporty, pardon my French, more like merdique? I think for us, it has been a passage that has kept us on our toes, quite rolly, and a bit bigger conditions than we prefer; but is it the Pacific Ocean, poorly named.
Calder caught and released a barricuda. We had another take-down, but it got off.
Overnight, some rain squalls, but nothing electrical. On watch, Calder, Cora, and I listen to music and I sometimes listen to an audio book. Chris, on watch, just watches. And thinks. And watches. The rest of us are baffled. He’s always watching and thinking. We scan around Terikah every 10 minutes. The dot of ship on the horizon takes at least 12 minutes to reach you; we check and scan all around every 10 minutes. We have rules on board – must wear life jacket when dark or on watch on one’s own, going forward should not be done without another person there.
Our 24 hour total: 167.3, average speed 7 knots.
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