Zen is currently motorsailing on a southwesterly course. The winds are dying and the waves are still big rollers, kicked up from the bucking bronco ride last night. And speaking of last night, I swear I heard the tell-tale whale fog horn song while we were flying at 9 knots. Our starboard daggerboard makes a humming vibration sound when it goes through the water at fast speeds. We could have been in a whale-traffic-lane. Were they hoping we were a female? Or were they beeping their horns for us crazy drivers?

Weather says winds will fill in from behind us in about 24-36 hours. That will send us zooming directly toward Whangarei, NZ. So...in the meantime, we wait, charge the batteries, huddle in the main salon (it's flippin' cold), and watch the puffy white clouds roll by. There's 6 other boats around us, all heading to NZ. Funny, we see them clearly during the day, but nighttime comes, and everyone puts on their cloaking device and disappear. This morning's radio net revealed that we are still about 10 miles ahead of Miss Molly. But, she rolled in her headsail when the winds came in our face, turned on the iron jenny (engine) and started blasting at 8 knots on the rhumbline to NZ. She'll eat us up today. Maybe when the winds come from the north, we'll have some fun catching up.