Thursday, June 5, 2008

The Morning Team

0600, 5 June 2008, 29N13, 153W19, C000M, S7.1, sailing with one reef still in and 115% jib. Apparent wind 20 kt.

San Francisco 1621 Nm, Kaneohe 522 Nm

More than 1/5 of the way. Average of 141 Nm per day for the first three days. Not bad for close reaching into 20 kt winds.

Bright sunny faces greet the dawn. (See photo above.) Chuck is on watch 0300-0600 and is relieved by Jan who stands the 0600-0900. The other watch standers are Dan at 0000-0300 and Tina at 0900-1200. PM is just a repeat of AM. The skipper is on 24/7.

The crew is finally starting to eat something and Kim Ickler's pork chops were a big hit last night. Later in the evening Chuck discovered a huge jar of jelly beans that he was willing to share. There are still some left.

Tonight it's probably Valerie's meatloaf and mashed potatoes for dinner and a big salad for lunch. I seem to be thinking a lot about food.

Yesterday after our freighter encounter there was mumbling among the crew along the lines of: "The skipper just spoke firmly to them and they changed course to avoid us." The story will improve with retelling. This is how myths are born.


Anonymous said...

Hi, I am Terri, Dan's mom. I have been emailing to the address Dan gave me. If not rec'd, just to let you all know, I LOVE the blogs you are posting. I am sharing them with co-workers, friends and family so there are lots of folks in Indy watching your progress and praying for a wonderful trip. My thoughts and prayers to all. Love to my Dan, mom

Anonymous said...

2 things - sub text for posting comments is in German??? 2. Hope there's no limit on blog text postings..if so let me know but for now here goes - some humor condensed to save bandwidth:


0800 Dog food! My favorite!
0930 A car ride! My favorite!
0940 A walk! My favorite thing!
1030 Rubbed & petted! My favorite!
1200 Lunch! My favorite!
1300 Played in yard! My favorite!
1500 Wagged my tail! My favorite!
1700 Milk bones! My favorite!
1900 Got to play ball! My favorite!
2000 Wow! TV & humans! My favorite!
2300 Sleeping on bed! My favorite!


Day 983 of my captivity. My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects.
They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets. Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat something in order to keep up my strength. The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape. In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on the carpet. Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet. I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it clearly demonstrates what I am capable of. However, they merely made condescending comments about what a 'good little hunter' I am. Bastards! There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event. However, I could hear the noises and smell the food. I overheard that my confinement was due to the power of 'allergies.' I must learn what this means, and how to use it to my advantage. Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must try this again tomorrow -- but at the top of the stairs. I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches. The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly released - and seems to be more than willing to return. He is obviously deranged.

Safe travels! Silas & Edie