Steve’s fishing rig had caught a Mahi-Mahi. We hauled it in, Steve
killed it, filleted it while I kep the deck wahed off and we had it for
lunch. It was most delicious. You can’t beat that for fresh fish.
Also yesterday we got our wind. It came on good and from the right
direction. We were sailing at above 6 knots for most the day and night.
We got back on course for Niue.
Today finds us again a bit off course because of the winds. We weave our
way there jibing as needed. (O.K. stupid sailing term rant: why do
we need two names for the same thing depending on which way the
wind is blowing? Jibing and tacking are the same thing!) We’re not sure
when we’ll arrive.
This passage has been harder for me as my seasickness has abated and
then returned. Susan also was a bit sick last night, so we’re wondering
if it was a food thing. Steve feels fine though and we’ve all eaten
about the same thing.
This morning’s excitement is meeting other vessels. A container ship
appeared on the horizon. We turned on the VHF radio and started calling.
Then confusion ensued. We heard back from two vessels. Here we are out
in thousands of miles of ocean, having not seen anything in days and
we’ve got two ships on the radio. Come to find out, the small container
ship, which is plenty big, was called the Foriegn Pacific. The second
was a sailboat called Summer Breeze. All three of us were converging in
this little part of the ocean at the same time.
After we sorted it all out and got everyone avoiding each other Susan
had a chat with the crew of the Summer Breeze. It’s a 38 foot Down
Easter being delivered to Brisbane, Australia by a hired crew. They had
been terribly becalmed and had a day where they only made 5 miles.
They’re low on diesel and can’t motor. Poor them. We’ve still got fuel
and they guy asked if we could spare a jerry can full. Susan said, “sure
we’ll drop one in the ocean and send it your way.”