We had yet another day of large seas, high winds and lousy boat speed.  We decided to change our course a bit to get better VMG but we it will get “beat up” so I decided to shower again to change my spirits and get refreshed – always works!  We changed course by about 40°, dropped to one engine and gained a bit more of VMG.  Around 4p my sweet husband decided that he needed to go back up the mast to grab the lazy jack that wrapped around the TX flag – of course we were in 8’ seas and 20 knots of wind.  Better than before, but still not optimal.  Maybe he decided he needed more bruises as the ones he got before are starting to turn yellow?  This time it only took him about 35 minutes to hike up the mast, unwrap the lazy jack, and return to the deck. I think he thinks he is part monkey as he has learned to use every limb, finger and toe to hold on while suspended from mast.  At least I don’t have to go up there in these conditions.  Don’t get me wrong, I would love to be hoisted up the mast, but only when it is anchored or in a slip!

The days and nights are totally running together!  I would not know what day/date it is today except for the fact that it is written on my journal – is that good or bad?  The routine is nice, the food has been great, the boat is holding up, the crew is getting along as well as can be – but where are the trade winds?