At 390 miles from the Equator, we are beginning the inevitable slow down as the wind goes light. The sail configuration is still A3 and full mainsail on Maserati , and we continue to make good time along the track northwards.
Averaging around 11 knots just to the east of north, in an easterly wind which fluctuates between 7 and 9 knots, we are still able to play the small waves, and keep the boat accelerating well. It is this acceleration which makes the tight luffed sail vital, even sailing VMG downwind. The traditional asymmetric would just blow aft into the rig on every wave, whereas the A3 continues drawing well as the apparent surges forward.
All the sails are forward of the shrouds on the foredeck, to keep the transom as light as possible in the water, and to plant the bow a bit and keep the boat tracking well.
It is quiet onboard, and around us; apart from the occasional flying fish attack, it is quite peaceful outside, even the clouds which look squally are merely a knot or two more of wind. The Pacific has lived up to its name, at least the southern part. There is quite a convergence zone around 7 north, we should have some squally conditions there, perhaps our first freshwater showers since the SE trades of the Atlantic.
Otherwise the doldrums are looking a bit worse than the Atlantic crossing, with a bit wider band of calm air, but still nothing horrible, the forecast is always more than 5 knots. Our Masthead zero, even if it is on its last legs, should see us through.
The talk yesterday turned to food on arrival, and was quickly quashed, as the last thing we want to think about for 10 more days is our favorite foods, when all we have to look forward to is freeze dried. We will save that sort of conversation for the last 2 days or so.