Another day, still plenty of wind, waves and squalls. Thanks PredictWind! The False Prophet says it will die down tomorrow. Where did we hear that before. So we endure the wind, the waves and the squalls, it’s starting to get real old, but we keep edging towards the finish line. By tonight, we should be down to 300 nautical miles left. We’ve got our finger trigger on the engine ignition key, ready to cheat as soon as we can and finally get to have ourselves a cocktail in paradise. I feel like we earned it!
Aloha from Petter and Octavia