Update | November 1, 2014
The hot day has been muted by this new wind. It cuts right through the capilene, and non-shelled jackets. We are definitely making our way south. The watches tonight will be colder than we have seen yet.
We had the full gamut of conditions today. I started watch at 2am, and the canoe was socked in by what I will describe as fog. No horizon was present, winds were very light and variable, and it seemed like we were floating in mist. Jupiter rose out of the fog and cast light across the sea, like the moon does she rises. We spent the entire watch trying to hold any course possible. It didn’t work, and I’m sure our tracking map looks horrendous. By sunrise the sky started to clear and the the wind sucked out of the region. After a few hours daylight we were in the Pacific lake, and Bruce described it as what the doldrums look like in the north. There has been an incredible amount of “stuff” floating around in the ocean around here. Pumice by the thousands, most of them have creatures living on them. We caught a couple, and photographed them. 2pm brought us light winds form the south (the basic direction we want to go), and we kept sailing slowly until we could get back into the patch of wind that we are currently in that is allowing us back onto a decent course. We had the last of the real meats that the Maori have brought along on our huakaʻi. We had salmon alfredo (alfredo included) with lamb chops in mushroom sauce. All in all a great way to end the day, good food and some wind in the right direction. The hot day has been muted by this new wind. It cuts right through the capilene, and non-shelled jackets. We are definitely making our way south. The watches tonight will be colder than we have seen yet.
We estimate that we are approximately 380miles along our course line. We will assess in they morning if we are in the zone to start to look for Rangitahua tomorrow evening. Our speed is back up now so we may be able to make up some of what we lost today.
Mahalo nui for all the support,
Standing by 72,