Sunday, July 21

No progress again today, but in the late afternoon the wind seems to be slowing down a little. The white caps are mostly gone and the wind feels more like fifteen to twenty miles per hour which is a huge improvement. Mike was restless again today and engaged himself trying to spear a fish for dinner. He made an anchor for his boat out of a rock and some of our spare line. He paddled out a little and threw it overboard. The line tangled on the way down and pulled the whole thing to the bottom. He spent the next hours trying to dive down and untangle it. The first few times the kayak drifted so far on each dive that he would have to swim hard to recover it. Then he tried pushing the boat into the wind as far as he could before he dived. This tired him to the point that he couldn’t do much work when he got to the tangle before he had to go up for air. Then he enlisted me to hold his kayak while he dove. That worked a little better, but he finally gave up and abandoned the line. At leas it kept him occupied. I finished “Armada” and re-read “Sliver” by Ira Levin. I am now completely out of reading material if we are stuck here again tomorrow. I have good hope that the slowdown of wind we feel now is a trend and not a lull. I heard it blew for six days before we got here and it has now been three days continuous blow. I believe that it can’t blow forever. At least I hope not. If tomorrow doesn’t show any improvement then our new destination will be San Fransisquito rather than on to Kino. Today Mike and I both read Francis Drake’s words “The continuing to the end until it be thoroughly finished, yields the true glory.”