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NZ Bound #3: 9 till we see old friends and new

Arriving the Heads at day break per plan.

It’s friggin cold and I forgot to take the heater exhaust plugs out when we left Fiji, so heaters will have to wait a bit longer .

Bream Head

NZ Bound #3: 418 till speeding tickets showing up in the mail

Obviously I have a need for speed! Who knew NZ had so many speed cameras? I found out when tickets started to pile up in our mailbox that we never checked unless an essential boat part was being delivered, aka Temu. All I can say is it was good thing the car wasn’t registered in my name.

We are still speeding along on the ocean highway toward NZ, is it day 3 or twelve I can’t keep track. BUT we did keep track that we just covered 218 nm in just 24 hours toward our destination, and that’s “sweet as”.

To celebrate I grilled up some steaks at 10 knots, well we had to eat them before NZ confiscated them. If we had some champagne we could have enjoyed that too as most of the day has been fast and moderately comfortable considering it’s really an ocean out here.

Grilling at 10 knots

Weather news from the SSB and forecasts say we need to be arriving before the next weather system. Everything is looking good on our end to arrive the day before. As we continue to pass some of the boats that left the day before we did.

Left are boats from Fiji, right are boats coming from Tonga. The customs dock will be over crowded.

One bit of sad news today. I was re-enacting a recent episode where the wave splashed and completely soaked me. Arms flailing and knocked myself in my head. Don’t worry, my head is fine. The tragedy was very traumatic, the ball cap that kept my nose from the sun for the past 2 years and covered all my unkempt gray hair went to find Neptune. No one will recognize me without that well bleached piece of advertising on my head. So we dropped sails, put a full stop man overboard drill and …. Yeah Naw, not a chance and ruin our 24 hr average? Fresh one from the closet, back to black. Maybe the boat “#southernwinds” will find my hat as I rescued one of theirs floating by just before we left Fiji. 🇫🇯.

All well onboard,

NZ Bound #3: 682 till jandals and togs return

Return the normal everyday jargon and getting so say Yeah Naw! One day I hope to figure out if that means. Yes or No. 😎

This marks the first 400 nm down and on to the next mile stones.

Daytime run has been a bit better, started out sweet then a wimpy squall showed up. Wasn’t grown up, but just a bit of colder wind and spritzing shower, just enough to ruin a few hours of relatively comfortable sail. We will take it.

We have been knocking off the miles, and maintaining a decent course. We are approaching the Wednesday boats, well the slowest of them anyway. If the weather holds we should catch them in the dark. By catch, I mean stop in and see if the could spare a cup of sugar. Christine wants to make some cookies.

Red blob us, green below is Wednesday, green behind is our Thursday fleet.

The 2 red lines on the right are our previous runs down to NZ, that crazy one on the far right was when we were running from the cyclone. The boxes are about 60 miles square, thus we look close but still can’t see each other.

Going healthy for dinner Asian Chicken salad, courtesy of Becca on Halcyon so many years ago.