Sun Atlast!

After another uncomfortable, cold and boring night, the day started off with a thick gray curtain that has been following us practically since our departure from Horta, the crew is showing signs of boredom and have spent the morning sleeping.
The only thing that we have seen since we last saw the island of Terceira other than gray skies and an endless ocean that surrounds us is a lonely turtle swiming through the surface of the water...No boats, no dolphins, no whales, no fish, and barely any birds.
One has to be here to realize that after four constant uncomfortable, cold, cloudy, rainy and heeled days, the small sun that started to appear this afternoon were much appreciated by the impatient crew. The good humor aboard that was starting to be scarce has once again reappeared and is waiting day and night, minute after minute for the arrival in Mazagon.
The activity is back on deck and with that Pablo has asked how we have not fished anything yet, so out of curiosity he reelled in and discovered that we were pulling hookless fishing lines...whatever it was that took it, it did so very silently. Would it be possible that we will arrive to Mazagon without having tried fresh fish?

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