Not that kind of high. The one in the atmosphere, that has been coming, going, and bobbling about for the last few days. Its return over us is why we motored so much the last couple of days. Now it has retracted the arm that wrapped around to the east, leaving us with an easterly wind. So, we're sailing again and making good time to the north. We still need that, so even if we're not making that much progress right now toward the Bay, we are still content. Once we cross the 38th parallel, though, we might start to grumble. But our life is as much controlled by local weather patterns. We ran into squalls last night, and all through the night and morning it's been pretty unsettled. From a deck-level perspective, this just means work. The motor has been turned off and back on about a half dozen times since last sunset, and we've been down to double-reefed main, up to full canvas (now), and pretty much everything in between. I'd better wrap this up - there's another line of squalls in view up ahead, and the work will begin again soon.