Somewhere In The Atlantic, Bermuda
Tuesday at midnight I assume my watch
We are still flying spinnaker and making around 4 knots. 89 nm to go. Greg has seen numerous satellites and a shooting star, but nothing else to report. It is a comfortable night with a few clouds and a full moon. I settle in.
I was hoping to get through a night watch without having to wake Yves, but around 2 AM, while I was watching my TED lectures, the wind shifted. The spinnaker went limp and kept wrapping itself around ...

