Wind, wonderful wind at last! All of yesterday we either motored or drifted across a sea like molten metal. Only benefit was it allowed Anita to swim in the blue pacific thousands of metres deep, quite special looking back at the boat from the water, the only thing in sight, and the water so warm. We despaired, Steve said, what happens if we never get wind? But at 11pm there was a little and we could motorsail, by 11.50 Steve had switched off the engine and Anita got up to help set the hydrovane. And we have sailed more or less on a close fetch ever since, wind and speed varying but never stopped. Some of the time we were even heeling! We decided to continue heading down south to get to the magic 8 deg South (according to all the weather gurus) before bearing away for the destination. But we were not getting away from the rest of the fleet, the morning roll call showed that almost everyone had wind, except for a couple of boats that were still north of 5 deg S (Rainbow and Zealand). Yesterday it had seemed easier to give the number of hours under sail rather than the engine hours, all different today. Hopefully everyone will have kept careful records of their engine use. Hopefully also distance covered under engine will be taken into account as well as number of hours as many of us were motoring very slowly to conserve fuel. Actually, who cares so long as everyone gets to Marquesas safely without running out of anything. TBC is still managing without using her engine at all! It doesn't do to get complacent though, a couple of times we suddenly realised that wind direction had changed and the hydrovane faithfully followed it round, then at nearly tea time we got a squall with tremendous rain and winds of up to 27 knots that rather caught us out. We got soaked and Anita washed her hair. The other point is that with no motoring we need to pay attention to the battery charging. We turned off the chart plotter most of the time to save power, maybe we will deploy the shark (towed charger) later, heading south upwind the mainsail shadows the solar panels. Only wildlife today was flying fish, Anita made bread and we started the Jambon de Noel we bought in Martinique after Christmas for Sunday dinner. We may be eating a lot of spiced ham for the next week.