Air temp: 71 degrees
Humidity: 77% Barometer: 1018 mb and steady
Speed: 5-6 knots Course: 260 degrees magnetic
Distance Left to Hilo Hawaii: 1069 miles left to go
Point of Sail: Running with headsail only towards Hawaii
Wind speed: East 20-25 knots
Swells: Washing Machine from the North, Northeast, and East at 10-12 ft.
Camanoe’s fish count: Flying fish – 16 Squid – 6 (The decks are dry, so no fish recently)
The winds have picked up from the east at about 20-25 knots. The swell is still confused as to what direction it’s coming from. It’s primarily out of the northeast, but is converging with swell from the north and the east. So it’s like a washing machine out here. We are constantly being thrown from beam end to beam end with nothing to do but hold on. I’ve tried broad reaching, wing and wing, and running with mainsail reefed heavily and sheeted to center. No matter what we do we roll (and roll) when the confused swell hits us on different parts of the stern. The least wear on the rigging, sails and mast seems to be running with just a headsail up. We still roll, but the headsail isn’t temporarily blanketed by the main when we are pushed off course causing the headsail to collapse and fill with a BOOM!. We are seeing speeds of nine knots as we surf down some of the larger waves, then its back down to five & six knots. I believe I’m in the fabled trade winds to Hawaii now. Hopefully, as I continue west, the swells will uniformally agree as to which direction to originate from. I doubt it. I suspect the next 1100 miles will be rolly. For now, I’m just holding on, literally.
There is a small possibility I have cabin fever. Today, after a particularly bad roll, I grabbed the microphone for the P.A. speaker (Public Address speaker) and yelled at Neptune for being such a douchebag for making Camanaoe roll so bad. No doubt, I scared the one bird away which mysteriously made an appearance today, a thousand miles from land.