False Start

We spent the night pitching and rolling at anchor. The wind generator was howling or humming, depending on the wind speed. The rigging was clanking, rattling and moaning. In all that sensation, we both enjoyed a solid night of sleep. We woke at 5 AM, hoping for a reprieve from wind and waves, but got none. It was back to bed rather than head off into that storm. We'll go tomorrow when it's easier going. That gave us five more hours of sleep. We must've needed it.

French toast for breakfast, blue skies, conditions settling. Waves rolling in from the strait aren't what they were. Tides are with us no matter when we go tomorrow. We'll have a long day so an early start will be good.