132nm run and just off the coast of Bermuda.
I am incredibly chuffed with our radio, I just called Bermuda from 30 miles out and both reception and broadcast were clear as a bell. The old one never worked very well and I suspect that the horrible connector we replaced with a shiny gold one is as much responsible as the new radio - so much for getting professionals to fit the important stuff!
Wind since yesterday afternoon has been a very relaxed force 2 and 3. During the night we had sails up and down to catch every breath of wind but eventually decided to become a motorboat for a bit and get some rest. We also had some close cargo traffic to avoid so I had something to do during most of the watches. The rest of the crew kindly let me sleep in for an extra hour this morning to make up. Consequently I still don't know if the beer has any effect on my sleep and will have to conduct further research (Drug research is conducted using double blind tests so with alcohol would they be double blind drunk?)
Everybody has been reading and relaxing today, Jim and I finished off the detailed pilot plan this afternoon as we are now likely to arrive in the early hours. Had it not been a full moon I might have held off but with neither difficult weather nor full darkness it should be fine.
My galley today and we had a Greek salad for lunch and Thai red curry beef for dinner which appeared to go down pretty well. No alcohol today until we get safely anchored. We used "Newmans own" dressing in the salad which prompted a conversation about the irony that Paul Newman has been immortalised in balsamic vinaigrette rather than celluloid. I bet he didn't see that coming as a young man. Louise and I spent some time inventorying what we've used to cook with and what other things we'd like for the long middle passage to Horta in the Azores. As we all like flat bread which keeps well we've decided to swap some frozen loaves for Ice cream. I won't even go into our fishing activities today except to say that we could have built a small island out of the floating sea weed we've hooked.
Justin has picked the music again this evening and he is introducing me to some great new artists. Last night we had Madeline Peyroux (Jazz) and currently playing is Pink Martini (Jazzy Salsa). As is usual everyone is looking forward to land and I've decided not to set out again until at least Wednesday to give everyone a break.
I am incredibly chuffed with our radio, I just called Bermuda from 30 miles out and both reception and broadcast were clear as a bell. The old one never worked very well and I suspect that the horrible connector we replaced with a shiny gold one is as much responsible as the new radio - so much for getting professionals to fit the important stuff!
Wind since yesterday afternoon has been a very relaxed force 2 and 3. During the night we had sails up and down to catch every breath of wind but eventually decided to become a motorboat for a bit and get some rest. We also had some close cargo traffic to avoid so I had something to do during most of the watches. The rest of the crew kindly let me sleep in for an extra hour this morning to make up. Consequently I still don't know if the beer has any effect on my sleep and will have to conduct further research (Drug research is conducted using double blind tests so with alcohol would they be double blind drunk?)
Everybody has been reading and relaxing today, Jim and I finished off the detailed pilot plan this afternoon as we are now likely to arrive in the early hours. Had it not been a full moon I might have held off but with neither difficult weather nor full darkness it should be fine.
My galley today and we had a Greek salad for lunch and Thai red curry beef for dinner which appeared to go down pretty well. No alcohol today until we get safely anchored. We used "Newmans own" dressing in the salad which prompted a conversation about the irony that Paul Newman has been immortalised in balsamic vinaigrette rather than celluloid. I bet he didn't see that coming as a young man. Louise and I spent some time inventorying what we've used to cook with and what other things we'd like for the long middle passage to Horta in the Azores. As we all like flat bread which keeps well we've decided to swap some frozen loaves for Ice cream. I won't even go into our fishing activities today except to say that we could have built a small island out of the floating sea weed we've hooked.
Justin has picked the music again this evening and he is introducing me to some great new artists. Last night we had Madeline Peyroux (Jazz) and currently playing is Pink Martini (Jazzy Salsa). As is usual everyone is looking forward to land and I've decided not to set out again until at least Wednesday to give everyone a break.
