Friday March 26th, 2010 Well, the boat seems to be, at least for now, over it's temperamental tantrums of yesterday and is obediently humming along with a 15 kt. wind from the starboard stern quarter. No spinnaker today, we've been working with the genoa jib and the whisker pole, averaging about 5-7 kts of boat speed. It's a very slow way to get to the South Pacific. Whose idea was this, anyway? No matter, we're have fun.

The ocean is a beautiful deep blue, with schools of flying fish everywhere. (Allan wonders if, once airborne, a group of flying fish are no longer a school but rather a flock?) The boat scares up the fish, who soar and skip just above the water. The flying fish attract the boobies, who circle the boat and swoop down on the fish. We feel a bit like an international airport with all this activity ...

Not really much else to report, except the avocados are almost all gone and now the baby bananas are ripening at a dizzying pace.

Sailing on, Gabels & Nortes