On watch at 4am to a monochrome sunrise + news from the latest sched that
we have taken the lead.
The wind is still building + throughout the night we have been charging
along at around 11 to 15 knots (a very respectable speed). Jamaica is
alive + quivering + pulsing with energy + driving headlong eastward.
We are back to life on an incline, the end of the boom periodically carving
through the waves sending Icelandic geyser-style plumes of spray over the
helm. The wind scouring away the tops of the waves + sculpting the sea
We can all feel the boat’s energy. On deck all hell has been let loose + I
am on my way up to help.