The elusive wind
Today was another light wind day. The sun was scorching the deck of String Theory. Early in the morning we fashioned a small boom tent, creating much sought after shade in the cockpit. The Pacific Ocean truly lived up to its name. A gentle swell lifted the boat up and down in a constant rhythm. Ever so optimistic we left the main sail up. If nothing else it produced some shade especially late in the afternoon when the sun was lower on the horizon.
John's tenacity at the fishing rod was rewarded with two Mahi Mahis, one being over 20 lbs. Having defrosted chicken for dinner already, the fish was nicely fileted by our doctor Riaan (who takes such joy in this new task, he is considering a career change). The filets are now in the freezer, while the crew is debating how to best prepare them for tomorrow's dinner.
Sitting on deck during happy hour, gin tonic in hand, we were privileged to be in the front row to watch a spectacular sunset. As the sun disappeared behind three towers of cumulus clouds, the sea underneath glowed like lava, setting the ocean on fire. Words can hardly describe it, a picture does not do it justice. We will carry the glow of the ocean in our memories. It's these moments that wants us to come back to the ocean again and again.