Wind: South Sou'west, light.
Weather: Fog, cool. Sea: Slight on a low swell
Day's Run: 110 miles
The last 24 hours have been much more pleasant, the breeze has eased and veered, sheets are out and sails are full on an comfortable beam reach The seas have abated leaving a low swell which Sylph gently rolls to. The crashing has stopped, now just the peaceful sounds of water swooshing, gurgling past, a regular creak from a mainsail sheet block and every now and again the high pitched squeal of a dolphin passing by. Pity about the fog.
The food still sucks, how about putting one of those squeaks on a dinner plate. Sometimes I sit on skipper Bob's head just to let him know things need to improve around here, he doesn't like that much, occasionally I get flung from the bunk - Heh, heh, heh . memories of kitten hood, I'll be able to sleep on that one for a while. Zzzzzz