We were slowed down by a horrific cross sea, and with no desire to break any gear we felt it was prudent to back off the gas a little and stop slamming the beams into the waves. Five hours ago we jibed to the south and once again head down latitude with just over 1,700 miles to the Horn. Forecast is for more of the same southwesterly winds gusting 30 knots to as high as 50. If we are lucky there will be no big bad cross swell for sometime. For a while we were plodding along with just a storm jib set and 3 reefs in the main.
Today is a relief from that grizzly, gray, shadowless weather.
It is one of blues interspersed with crystal white spray. The sun is vibrant, the air crisp and the sea worth an artist's brush. To capture the aqua foam of the breakers would be a real talent. Behind us we leave a diminishing trail of steaming bubbles and foam. I awoke earlier out of a deep sleep where my dreams had me soaking in a hot bath, a luxury not be found anywhere near here.