(from Nathan) This is a pleasant afternoon of downwind sailing. We don't have the breeze we need to really take off and even hit a couple of light patches. Light lunch of avocado and lime juice. We took a few shots with the sextant and David did some reductions: it turns out that the GPS is only about 40 miles off ;> As I write this, it's hot enough that we've got crew sleeping on deck instead of in the bunks for the breeze relief. Hendrik "Wotan" Bruhns is at the helm surfing along; after hearing the daily standings he charged up out of the cabin in Hawaiian shorts and with what would be for mortal men a two-handed sword in his teeth, muttering something about Antrim 27's.