Overcast, chilly, Made 67-miles noon to noon.
The wind quit completely last night. This left us with the choice of rolling around in the slop and listening to everything bang and creak and clank or starting the engine. Ken chose the latter, so we motored from 0200-0700 while Bob, our auto-pilot, drove the boat. It was noisy, but at least we made a little progress and charged the batteries. Our solar panels and our wind generator ("Jenny") also help keep the batteries charged - actually, they do almost all the work. But with 95% cloud cover and no wind, they have not been able to contribute much.
We woke this morning to a squid on deck. We briefly considered calamari Ceviche, but were not sure how long he had been dead, so he was given a burial at sea instead.
A light wind had returned, so Ken flew the spinnaker again. We did a bunch of boat projects. Ken rigged his trolling fishing line, we cleaned out the junk drawer, and I stowed all the stuff on the starboard settee. This last bit means that now I have a bunk too!
We share a celebratory beer mid-day in recognition of our accomplishments. Yummy tomato soup for dinner.
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