At 12:20AM the hook on the main throat block bent back and the mainsail crashed down and fortunately the boom landed in the gallows. All hands were called, but Chas, Jop, and I never heard a thing until Kirby woke us, and even then we figured that Slug was fooling.

Main was set at 12:50. Not much wind and little sea. Aired mattress and pillows. Finished my Singapore article today.