Firstly, thanks for help and advice from shore on routeing and weather.You know who you are.
Anyway, In the early hours of pitch blackness this morning MB climbs the rocky rolly mast to investigate the lower spreader area knocking noises, and brings with him a can of WD40 to lubricate any moving parts. On reaching 1st crosstrees, after much struggling, discovers the complete nozzle has gone from the can. Loud cursing and descent.
Early AM David catches large Dorado and is exultant, but skipper grumpy again as this means his off-watch sleep has come to a premature end. Big handsome fish is 6kg and is well beyond our needs. David sets off butchering with saw and bolt-croppers. We end up with 6 enormous chunks, almost too big for our fridge.
The morning is squally and rainy with gusts up to 30kts, so, in desperation, we are forced to have an early lunch of 2 huge dorado steaks. The sudden intake of such vast quantities of protein renders the crew useless for the rest of the afternoon.
All advice seems to be to go east with an unusual westerly wind while it lasts, so instead of the traditional northerly climb past Bermuda and out of the trades we are now running easterly along about 28 north. There is a slight worry though that this could result in us being dumped in the Variables later next week too far south of the Azores.
Under a breezy and starry sky, and a bright full moon, our end of day position (770 miles since departure) is 28d30N 56d14W
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