Passage Bahamas to USA – Northern Bahamas to Somewhere in the Atlantic
I am uncertain where the day went today. It just sort of passed as we tried to stay cool in fickle winds. It seems a case of lethargy has struck this vessel. What we thought was going to be a brisk sail home in 20 to 25 knots is turning into a drift and motor operation. But then the wind picked quickly picked up towards the end of the day.
The daylight faded as we sailed on a comfortable beam reach sometimes making 8 knots over ground. Respectable. Ashley made her, now famous, jerk chicken. It was civilized – a sit down meal complete with napkins and (paper) plates not blowing away.
First shift was mine. 10 till 3am. We’ve sailed boats before at night. Long distance races at home. But this seemed and felt different. This was our own boat. Our responsibility. Our problem if the weather blew up. I sat about restlessly for a while. Checking the course. Watching for other boats. Scanning the horizon for clouds. Excitement and nerves quickly turned into restless boredom as I realized there is nothing out here. No boats. No freighters. No sign of civilization. Out came the laptop and a slew of movies.
At one point I was startled by something flopping about on the cockpit floor beside me. An unfortunate flying fish had flown a little too high and was now gasping for air. Begging for me to throw it back in. And so I did.
Fish tally: One stinky barracuda. That’s all neptune was willing to offer up on our second day out at sea. We tossed him back hoping Neptune will take notice.