17 May 2011 | Still off NJ, approaching Sandy Hook
30+ sustained winds, gusting higher. Heavy swell, bone-crunching slamming of the boat into each trough after flying off the crest of the preceding wave. All night long. These are many of the things that explain the somewhat bizarre, Bush-like expression on the helmsman's face.
Still feeling that Stouffer's Frozen Lasagna sitting in my stomach. Come on, Sandy Hook!