Atlantic Crossing day 10 – Tun a with identity crises
Anyway it
was very funny watching tuna trying to outdo the Flying Fish. Maybe it’s a new
kind of tuna: ¨Flying Tuna¨ a cross breed between serious tuna and the
adrenaline addicted flying fish. Or maybe it’s just regular tuna with an
identity crises.
We tried
to catch them by holding out our fishing net but no luck. The tuna were smarter
than that.
The rest
of the day was hardly noteworthy. As usual we had very little wind and did a
couple of sail changes. We reefed down to a
School is
a good way to fill part of the day and Isabelle is ahead of schedule so Alec can
have a week off when we arrive in
Yep, 24 or
25 days is what is looks like now for the total crossing. But I’ve stopped
looking at the arrival and I’m slowly coming to terms with a very slow crossing
and being at sea for some 15 more
days…