Blog 28th Nov

Good Morning!
This is our fifth day on board already. unbelievable - time went so fast, just in a blink of an eye .I promised myself to write a blog/log everyday, but I can't keep that up. there is so much to do in the daily routine. handling sails, cooking, repairing, fishing, night and dayshifts and trying to catch up with sleep. Josef won our bet re the fishing yesterday - his MahiMahi, in brilliant gold and white, appr. 80 cm long, which Carla prepared  for todays dinner. Thank you! So, what else can I tell you? the ride till yesterday was bumpy  with quite a lot of high waves, but not really too bad. Since last night we are on a beamridge-course, with calm winds and cruising is now comfortable. 
There is not much I can tell you, that is not written allready by bigger authors than I am - regarding the sea, the wind, the waves and the men and women riding or fighting it. Defoe, Hemingway, Lord Nelson, etc., every genre from piratephantasy to war-at-sea-tactics. even Amerigo Vespucci elaborated in his short log about the passion of men to conquer and survive the oceans of this world. it will be more interesting for you to read them instead of my poor opinion - anyhow I am some hundred years to late to explore any new perspective to this issue. So I will tell you what impresses me the most. It's those millions, billions, trillions of waves, this enormous mass of condensed wind energy, big ones, small ones, small ones riding on top of big ones, all different and at the same time - all the same. when you look at them in the directon of the sun they look like melted lead, on the other side they are dark blue at the bottom and light blue - sometimes even transparent near the top, with this fancy little foam on top like the icing of a cake or the seam of a chanel costume.the wind draws a regular orangeskin on their surface and sometimes you see the fish inside the waves like looking into an aquarium.this enormous mass of energy - how could we use this, how to harvest this. at my next nightshift I am going to think of it.
all the best to all of you, best regards from Carla, Josef and Valerio to all those who are following us

p.s: i wish the wind would have a body - so much easier to find him than. (melville - and product of Josef's knowlegebase)
br h2