Started the day with a little excitement. Roy had just gone to sleep, and I had taken over the 0600 watch, when I noticed the trolling line whirring out. Woke Roy, and he began reeling in the line, while I crawled into the lazarette to get the net, which was buried under everything under the sun, including the 100-foot Panama Canal lines. Long before I was able to retrieve the net, Roy had the line reeled in, but there was nothing on it, so he let it out again and went back to sleep.
Not ten minutes later, the line started zooming out again, so I woke Roy and he reeled it in again, but there was nothing on it again. So poor Roy got waked out of a sound sleep twice for nothing. It's a good thing we have plenty of canned sardines.
Lovely warm day, but no wind to speak of, so we motorsailed all day. The oil needed changing, so we decided to go into Bahia Santa Maria and anchor for the night. It was pitch dark when we got there, but it's an easy bay to get into. No rocks, no shoals, no reefs, no buoys, no boats. The radar took us in easy as pie, and we anchored behind the point in 27 feet of water.
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