You would never know it here as life goes on as usual. Our shift pattern of two hours on and four off continues day and night except that we have a three hour “dog” watch at lunch time to move us all on an hour a day so we don't all get the same watch
every night.
We now have a three sail rig, main on one side, Genoa boomed out on the other and the staysail on the inner forestay also set on they opposite side to the Genoa. This surprisingly makes a huge difference to the motion of the boat, but we estimate adds
about half a knot to our speed. All night we have had 15-20kts of wind roughly from the east which is speeding us onwards towards Grenada at a steady 7.5kts, occasionally catching a wave and surfing up to 9kts. Lovely sailing, and so far we are not missing
the cruising chute.
As I type James, AKA Mary Berry Eaton, is making yoghurt, bread and brownies. He is indeed a man of many talents.
We also have acquired a pair of stowaways. A pair of rather tired looking egrets joined us in the middle of the night. They are sitting on the aft deck looking rather happy to be cadging a lift. I found a tiny little flying fish on deck this morning
which I slid towards them and the brightest of them was on it in a moment. It took him a few moments to decide what to do with it, then it disappeared whole down his long elegant neck. We wonder what they are doing out 1000 miles from land, and will definitely
need to google their migratory routes when we get back to civilisation and the internet. I just hope we are taking them the right way!