The wind has been a consistent 20 knts plus gusting up to 30 right off the starboard bow since we left. Beating to weather is the name of our game! The v-berth where the boys stay is soaked. The quarter berth where I sleep is soaked. The salon of Sora has thus turned into a sodden backpackers. We've been taking waves over the cabin roof and in the cockpit...Them's big waves what can do that.
Good news is that we get to remain on the boat flippin quarantined when we arrive on saturady afternoon till monday when customs opens up! Damn Damn Damn. And on a more cheerful note, Simon and Tom hooked a bull mahi. As soon as the anchor goes in the sand that fish is on the grill.

Cheers to the dry of it,
Cassie