[p]delta333
[pos]24 09.27s 164 38.47e
[sp]4
[h]43t
[w]Wind 9 N, Seas confused and small, Bar 1015
[s]Choppy. Bouncy. Slow. We're motoring. Sailing. Motor-sailing. Nothing works. We're 137 miles out from the reef passage. At this rate, we'll be lucky to get there within our lifetimes! OK, seriously, still hoping for Friday morning.[END]