James Fook's ship. Once in the Atlantic Ocean we release and set about half of our square sails. I stand night watch from 2000-2400. Weather is still cold and wet. Seas are rough.
Several people are sick.
I'm okay, but I'm taking Dramamine just to make sure. At one point we could see the moon directly ahead of us. We use it to steer by rather than the compass alone. This is my first sleep at sea. The seas are still rough.