Last night Gil and I ale-pantsed Kirby after a little struggle. He got rather sore and started a row afterwards, but it didn’t last long. We have good winds and not too rough sea. As we are on the port tack the water is cascading into my bunk, but a week from today and it will all be over.

Passed into the Gulf Stream sometime last night and this morning we saw a high American passenger ship hull down in the fog – looking like a ghost ship.