We are sailing on the moon path now as the smiling old man slides into the west. We are so happy to see his face, after three days of clouds it looks like the sky may be clearing a bit. Today was a wild, woolly, sailing day. Galloping across cresting seas trailing their green bridal trains edged in frothy lace foam we seemed to be in a mad dash that hasn’t moderated even in the darkness of night. All morning the winds blew from the south south east between 14 and 16 knots, directly on our beam, then by mid afternoon they piped up into the low 20’s. We tucked a reef into both the Genoa and the main, this didn’t reduce our speed, just lessened the intensity of the angle of heel. Captain caught a small yellow fin tuna, then at sundown some big monster hit the deep sea rod and reel set and pulled out about half the line. We took turns reeling. It was a great work out, but alas! Suddenly the line went slack....the brat bit our lure off and got away. Well, it was still a fun way to end a lovely day of sailing on the Sweet Dream!
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