Still no baguette to be found not even the smell of fresh ones baking in the distance.
As day broke, you could see rain squalls on all sidss, I think I counted a magical 7 of them, suited up for battle. Foul weather gear ready for day of rain. Happy to report I won the battle, the rain mainly just sprinkled a time or two early in the day and put up the surrender rainbows. Surprised as the forecast had a bit of rain all day long.
The battle I did lose was the waves, I stood tall and said go away, but they came anyway. 3 meter waves relentlessly kept appearing out of magical hiding spots. We were running in retreat which was actually toward out destination as luck would have it. Found a nice rhythm and boat speed that made most of them tolerable. I tried to take a picture of the horizon lost with nothing but wave touching the sky, but simply didn’t do it justice.
Another round or sea sampling was on the agenda. It’s recommended not to sample in big seas and fast speeds. We were just under the guideline of less than 12 knots of boat speed, we surfed down a swell at 11 knots on one of the samples.
Played chicken with 2 cargo ships one in the dark, eventually Christine told him she had right away, well not exactly like that.. simply asked if he saw us on his screen which he said yes ma’am. We took that as a win and no insurance exchange was necessary.
Grilled our last pork chops and blanched some fresh green beans, and by grilled I mean pan-seared. Hard enough to cook at the stove that keeps moving about as it goes over 3 meter waves.
Just over 230nm to go, too far to make in the next daylight so shooting for a Friday day break arrival at outer reef, then another 17 miles to the customs and immigration offices.
