Course: South west Speed: 5.5 knots
Wind: East, F3 – gentle breeze
Sea: slight Swell: North east 2 meters
Weather: sunny, warm
Day’s run: 140 nm
The wind is lighter, the air is warmer and grows more humid as we head further south. Sylph lazes along, rolling gently, just enough to upset all my eggs which I had momentarily rested on the companionway steps. Now I have more eggs, and what a mess I had to clean up. So, that means no more corn bread for the rest of this passage. Oh well, it is getting a bit hot down below to be doing any baking in any event.
Sylph needs very little attention. I adjust the wind vane occasionally to account for minor wind shifts; attend to small chores, such as whipping a line here and there; throw overboard the dried carcases of small flying fish that have had the misfortune to land on deck overnight; and otherwise attend to my own needs.
Reading Dostoevsky’s “The House of the Dead”. Not sure why, simply because it is Dostoevsky and I haven’t read it yet. I continue to wade through Sartre’s “Being and Nothingness”. Also not sure why, I guess because it is a bit of a philosophical classic, and I hate giving up.
I press on.
All is well.