Water Temp 77 F

The winds have graced us for the last 24 hours and we've been able to push on at generally between 6 and 10 (when surfing) knots. Everybody cheers up and scans the horizon much more regularly in these conditions. Furthermore, it has begun to become somewhat more humid, and a cool breeze is quite refreshing. Last night, while in the cockpit at 0400 AM, I heard a ruckus and upon looking down noted a flying fish by my feet. I never saw it coming. It was returned forthwith to the deep (without the kids
having known about it). It took five minutes of washing my hands to remove the stink, however.

The Wii project continues. So far we've been at it for 24 hours, but we appear to be on the finishing stretch (of course, it has appeared that way several times before, as well). The project has involved disassembling, reconfiguring and reassembling three DC voltage regulators, making multiple connections (audio and video) in the electrical closet and generally trying to come up with a bullet-proof setup that can be enabled simply by flipping a few switches. The main salon is strewn with tools. More
later.

Last night was hamburger night. Our Swedish crew baked homemade hamburger buns, which were a treat previously unexperienced by the rest of the crew. They refused to mess with "America's national food", however, for which reason this lowly scribe had to double as grill chief. For once, they weren't burned. The burgers were a little small but, so what, a burger is just a platform for condiments anyhow.

There was a light squall last night (I can't report on this other than to say that after closing the hatch above my head I slept right through it). The captain reports that it was brief, however, and that the winds were relatively light.

We had a brief flurry of activity at 1100 this AM. All of a sudden the water pump started running. Since it's an "on demand" arrangement, that generally means that water is being used somewhere. If nobody is using it on purpose, it rather naturally means, therefore, that it's being wasted. Being that there are only 100 gallons on board that becomes an emergency situation rather rapidly. All the floorboards came up (looking for evidence of leaks), all the taps and showers were checked, nothing...
Ultimately, the desalinator unit was on (it shouldn't have been) and was back-flushing itself. Emergency resolved after 10 minutes of excitement.

By our calculations, we are now about half-way through the trip. It's a little bit difficult to calculate, as the route isn't fixed in stone (it depends on winds, etc.). Nevertheless, the distances now appear approximately equal both before and behind us.

Fair winds...