Ate a packet of Carr's ginger nuts * on my morning watch. Overcast and squally.
Around noon a very strong wind came up from the east and we ran, under reduced canvas due South all the rest of the day. I thought Juan was going under when the bowsprit, on whose end he was perched, pulling down the Genoa jib dipped dangerously into the sea.
Very uncomfortable afternoon.
Oliver very sick.
Trolling for fish. No catch.
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