the fly attack continues, but has led to hours of good fun swatting them. the cabin is now the scene of a fly masacre.
meanwhile, during the night, the mast head wind instrument came loose and was flogging by a small line that really is just meant to keep you from dropping it when you put it in. we lowered all the sails, and Greg went up. It is relatively calm out here with a smooth swell and a few odd small waves. Still, it wasn’t easy holding on and banging back and forth. I can’t imagine trying to go up in any kind of rough conditions.
80 nm to go to the turn inside of cape may.
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