Satellite Call Tuesday night.
The flying fish are eight inches long or more, with silver bellies and blue above. The water where they are coming from will ripple. They swim rapidly just under the surface and then emerge at speed. They zoom like dragonflies over the surface. They are not just jumping, but gliding and flying -- they will flap a time or two, and can change directions in the air. Sometimes they touch the surface of the water just for an instant, reminiscent of skipping stones.
Previous day he only traveled 30 miles - slower than a walk, when one figures it was 24 hours. It is making it hard for me (Katja) to figure when to meet him in Hawaii.
To travel to where there is wind -- south -- he motored all day long. Hot. Had to mind the tiller the whole time. Last night he was in the middle of the LA/Honolulu shipping lane, so he needed to keep going -- though he hasn't seen any ships since his 2nd day out. He has the radio at hand, and sends out frequent notices "SECURITE" to let any big ships know his location and heading. The trade winds await.
Thanks Jeff, and all you other helpful sailors. What a community.
Hello Katja: I was wanting to know if Coby is catching any of the flying fishes,, I have, when in the South Pacific, caught and just picked up off the deck, those little guys and fryed their little bodys and had them for breakfast, very good.. Did Coby say anything about doing this?
ReplyDeleteHe knows about that option -- but Snookums is so small, I don't know if any landed. I picture them soaring right over. Maybe they will give themselves up when he really needs some fresh food!
ReplyDelete-Katja