Wind!

Windy wind wind. Blow me down. Shake me up.

Finally we got some tradewinds and are blowing along at a nice 8 knots over ground. As far as we are concerned THIS is where the race begins and if the other boats had a smidgen of decency, they would come back and start with us.

Actually, if you look at the grib files, you may note an interesting thing. Today, there is no wind to our north. Tomorrow, no wind to our south. That is right, for the next 24 hours, Cayenne is sailing a PERFECT COURSE!!! We will pause now to accept your plaudits.

Thank you. We are looking at a Tuesday or early Wednesday arrival, with the barest hope for a Monday Night. To do so would require consistent winds till then, which seems less than entirely likely. But we will see.

We've had several rain showers, which makes hanging out in the cockpit less than nice, but does clean the boat up as well as some of the crew. Chicken Cordon Bleu (it says so on the label) with rice and green beans for dinner. Tomorrow is Bastille Day, so we shall go about with French Accents and eat French Fries and French Dip. There may be some kissing among the married couples, in which case I shall provide an extra allotment of water for brushing teeth.

A bientot et ohh la la!