Crew is now out in shorts and sun hats, slathered in sunscreen.
We have a very difficult approach to make as we do not have a good downwind kite for heavy air, just for reaching. . .and Hawaii is almost straight downwind. We put up our large running kite but had to take it down within 15 minutes or else it would have shredded. So, we continue to use the reacher. . .This means that we are doing quite a few gybes and unnecessary miles to be able to keep the kites we do have working. Long story short, the fleet has gained big time on us and we may be out of contention. Our average speed is still high, but the velocity made good is quite low. Quite the bummer after such a tough race. However, there is still a chance so we press on.
Nobody is starving yet. There appears to be a speciation occurring: Skillsaw is mowing down the peanut M&Ms, Sloth is on dry cereal, Skipper hordes the Oreos, and Icemans tapeworm eats everything (of course). Left to unlimited supplies and a long enough genealogical period, evolution would be at work. Iceman would grow an extra stomach compartment for long term storage, Skillsaws ear wax would come in varied hard coat colors, and Sloth would begin lactating.
Three watches left and then into port!
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