Nemo proved his superior hunting prowess this morning by nabbing his own breakfast. I thought he had just been lounging lazily for the last few weeks on the port side setee, when really he had been scheming, waiting for the right moment to pounce on the stash of emergency Tahitian kitty kibbles in the forward locker. I wonder if he had anything to do with the leaking windlass mounts that lie directly above this locker. Glenn finished fixing that leak this afternoon, but the locker has been left open for the last few days so that we could periodically mop it out. As Glenn was sleeping off his watch this morning, and I was outside hand-steering in light winds, Nemo took his opportunity to literally tear into the package. When I came below to wake Glenn for his next watch, I was hit by an overwhelming scent of Kentucky Fried Chicken. I'm pretty sure we're still thousands of miles from the nearest KFC, so this smell seemed a distinct oddity. If it weren't for the smell... well, and the racket that Nemo was making with his recent kill... he would have gotten away with it.
Today has been a continuation of the beautifully sunny, but calm, weather we saw yesterday. We've been motorsailing at over 5 knots all day and are starting to veer northeast again toward Seattle as the winds clock around toward the east, and even southeast!
Our current data are:
Date/Time: 9/18 1800 HST
Position: 28D 58.2N, 145D 34.8W
COG/SOG: 020T, 5.0 kts
Wind: E 5-7 kts
Seas: NE 1-3 ft
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