Today was a brighter and clearer day than yesterday. Having sailed for 12 hours it became clear who else of the hundred and fifty boats had differed from the normal route and headed west with us. The answer, 3. However, just because there are few does not mean we are wrong, as some boats who went south are now heading north to join our route.
We put out our fishing line this morning and gave it little thought, until 4 pm. A fish. A big fat tuna. A good omen? Peter is now downstairs cooking up some fresh ceviche ahead of a beautiful starry night, much clearer than the last.