Yesterday was lovely, warm and sunny with light but consistent wind. We saw another sailboat, and a lost life vest floated by.
The wind behaved up until a couple of hours into Jazz’s night shift. Then it trailed off, abruptly reversed direction, and doubled in strength. So that was fun with the downwind pole out; the lazy sheet grabbed a boat hook and sent it flying into oblivion. The wind then died again, and stayed under five knots all night, which left us motoring.
This morning remains squally and overcast, but at least we’re sailing again. Jazz is even sicker today. We have cold meds but will need to restock the cabinet on arrival, even if Andrew manages to stay healthy. Fingers crossed.
402 miles to Apia. Another sub-hundred day, the crew is not used to this level of slow.