EWAN

I awoke at 5am, with a faint glow of first light starting to appear in the sky behind us, upon which we looked back. The night had been better than the previous, with less overwhelming tiredness and the body becoming slightly more accustomed to the new life at sea.

Strong weather continues to push our course further North than ideal, making our journey to Australia less direct, however this was an expected compromise between speed through the water and fighting the weather.

Two casualties today, indicators that we are definitely not quite into the swing of things yet. The first was a wave coming through the stern cabin hatch, whilst trying to make water.

We’ve been far too relaxed with the cabin door up to this point, with conditions on the first day and a half being more similar to coastal waters during training days. A wet bunk sharpens the habits and the hatch has remained firmly closed for all but completely essential purposes since.

The second was Jamie’s earbud - falling from a pocket and bouncing off the deck for the fishes to enjoy.

Morale was high by the end of the afternoon. The sickness had finally passed and the sea state allowed for some surfing. This felt more like ocean rowing.

Clouds gather as the evening draws to a close. The night shift looms. Much darker than the previous two with their clear skies and bright moons. What does the Pacific hold for us ahead?