In the absence of a spinner we have arranged a (double) tunny hook on the end of the troll line, and a "bait of orange and white horse hair.
Made porridge for breakfast.
Continued running the Easting down, averaging nearly 5 knots.
600 miles from Cape Town.
Both Oliver and I have lost considerable weight on this trip, albeit for different reasons. My own loss amounts to approximately 15lbs, due to unaccustomed exercise. In spite of the fact that one gets no walking exercise at all the body is consciously and subconsciously resisting the motion of the ship, the whole time, even when one is asleep. This, coupled with pure air to fill ones lungs and the lack of the normal preoccupations for the somewhat unbalanced diet at sea.
It is strange to hear no telephones and no motor horns for week after week. Quite a rest for the nerves.
Trolling for fish. No catch.
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