Fresh bread!

We pole out the genoa and sail, goose-winged, at 4 1/2 to 5 knots. The seas have a deeper trough, the crests sometimes blocking the view to the horizon. Still, on our 4th day out, no cause for sea sickness.

Somewhere, not visible in our little circle-horizon, there are a couple dutch sailboats. We know because we can here them chatting on the VHF radio. And a large sailboat with a bright spinnaker, red, turquise with a big yellow bird, flies by. Looks like they're heading towards Brazil. Their spinnaker would do well in the carneval.

I bake bread today. In the skillet, another first. A half a bag of Norwegian "sunflower bread" mix. Yum-yum.