Each morning there are one or more dead flying fishes on the deck. They never hit the boat in daylight so I think they can see something when above water and control where to go. Tomorrow we will pass the waypoint named Half way on our plotter. I think Carina has prepared something to celebrate it. Now we have less wind than yesterday which is good, but the swell coming from north caused severe rolling when a train of swell passed by every 30 second or so. When thinking on it, there is always something that is not perfect when sailing, too light wind, too hard wind, wind from wrong direction, waves or swell from wrong direction, sun is behind the sails, it's too hot, it's too cold, wrong boat for this kind of sailing, the list can be made long, very long. Even if the sailing isn’t perfect, we still love sailing. That says something about sailing or sailors, doesn’t it?