Yesterday we had a pretty poor sailing angle so most of the fleet gained on us. We are also pulling back just a little bit to keep from making errors. Today, the wind angle is much better and we are set for a nice final approach to Hawaii.
Crew is in good spirits, although tired, and we are subsisting on what may be a teenagers dream diet: Oreo cookies for breakfast, oranges and jerky for lunch, then dinner are tortillas with Norwegian tube cheese. Oh, and all you can eat Snickers bars and jelly beans. Who needs a stove anyway?
The boat is a bit drier (meaning only soaked instead of saturated) but as we are continuing to surf we need to keep most hatches shut. There was a peculiar odor in the starboard bunk this morning- and it wasn't Sloth for once. Instead, a flying fish had managed to lodge its way into the air screen, then slowly ferment. We barely detected it over all the other nasal assaults that are occurring.
Now that the water has turned to that amazing blue and we see stars at night, the sailing has become much more enjoyable. Last night we saw our first jets since leaving the US, a sure sign that civilization (if you call flying on airlines now days civilized) is on the horizon.
Tonight we will listen to a Tiki drum collection from Iceman.
Aloha all!
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