Another long day slogging into the wind. The only redeeming factor is that the wave time between each swell is longer than yesterday. This means that the waves are just as high but you can roll over them instead of crashing into them like we did yesterday. We had been sailing for about two ours when we call each other and decided that today was not good but was ok and we would go for the 40 miles.

We made to Puerto Patilla around 4:30, dropped the dingy down and jumped in the water. It felt great. As we sat on the boat we noticed that the swells were coming from a different direction than the wind. The boat points into the wind but the waves are smacking it from the side. It was not going to be a very un-comfortable night.

We re- anchored closer to the reef and it was better but not great. Jumping into the dingy we decided to see what it was like on shore. We were definitely the only gringo's in this area. There were two bars which we walked by. The beach was full of families having a good time on Sunday. Walking down the road we were treated to a jeep parade. These were some fancy, polished, fully decked out jeeps that had never seen dirt or a four wheel drive road in their lives. Horns blared, sirens roared. We are thinking "Oh great another sleepless night hearing loud music, blaring horns, and a rocky boat." Once we got back to the boat it was not too loud but it was rock and rolley. Only one more day to go.
Picture is of Mile High Dream under sail taken by "Livin Life"