Going downwind creates a rolling motion back and forth, plus a lot of loud squeaking wood noises. Didn't help that the auto pilot's wind change alarm was going off all night. Thanks, Raymarine, for building an alarm that not just wakes you up, but keeps you up.
By the time the sun rose, I was still super tired so I decided to sleep in. After all, it is Sunday. Around 11, I decided I wanted to have bacon for breakfast. I brought a package just for this occasion. But, the rolling. Not a safe way to cook bacon (I only have a Forman grill), so I guess that pack is going in the freezer.
I've been on the same tack all yesterday, day and night, so I decided to play around and see if I could squeeze a few fractions more knots out of the boat. Total waste of time, I was completely unsuccessful and had to change it back. So, now I'm back on the tack I started. Pole on the jib, wing-on-wing with 1 furl in the mainsail. I feel like I'm just along for the ride at this point. The boat's heading straight for Hawaii, and I'm just a passenger. Like a really long flight in turbulent weather.
So, the only thing to do is to count the time and miles left to the finish. As of noon today, I had 862 nautical miles left. That means I did 138 nm in 1 day. Each day will vary, but if I were to keep this speed, it would put me in Hawaii Saturday night. Sunday is probably more reasonable, can't expect this perfect tack all the way. Also, I might have to dodge a hurricane and that could easily add a few days. I'm hoping for Sunday, then maybe I can get to have some Sunday bacon.
Captain Petter on S/V Bella Marina