Had no problem getting away from the dock, but as soon as we left the channel, I noticed that the mizzen halyard was loose and had wrapped itself around the wind generator, so we returned to the harbor, where Roy could untangle the line without fighting the wind. That done, we left again.
Couldn't have had a more perfect day if we'd had it designed to order. There was a ten-knot wind out of the southwest, so we raised the sails, turned off the engine, and zoomed along at seven knots! The water is the bluest blue imaginable. It's as blue as Crater Lake. It's so blue, it doesn't look real. The temperature was perfect all day, too. It's days like this that make all the work worthwhile.
However, the night turned into a nightmare. The wind picked up, the headsail refused to furl again, we were dangerously close to reefs, and there was a big ship nearby. Every few minutes, the depth gauges would show depths of less than ten feet, which was terrifying, even though we knew they were false readings and after a few seconds they returned to deep deep. I really began to think that this was the end for us.
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