It's a new day! After some much-needed rest, I am on my first watch of the day—the 12 pm to 2 pm timeslot—while everyone else sleeps below.

We were still in the front all day yesterday. The winds held steady at 30 knots, and the waves remained 10 to 13 feet. But now they were coming from behind us, pushing us forward rather than slamming into us broadside.

Well, if Day 10 was wildly unremarkable, Day 11 will go down in infamy. At least, in our lives.

We are all exhausted. The front that has been with us for the past 24 hours has tested all of us mentally, emotionally, physically, and spiritually.

Day 10 was wildly unremarkable. Yay! The winds were light, and the seas had mostly abated, though we still had some larger waves from time to time.

So we took advantage of it and tried to catch up on some much-needed rest, as best we could. Ken had trouble resting, which isn’t unusual for him. But as the captain, he feels the weight of what we are doing and the responsibility to make wise decisions in a way the rest of us don’t. So every time he lay down to try to rest, his mind was going, and he couldn’t sleep.

Yesterday is one for the books. I am a little bleary-eyed as I write this and not sure if I can string together a coherent sentence. But I’ll give it a shot.

In the morning, we discovered that our AC power was no longer working. That meant we were unable to use any electrical outlets to charge laptops or power cooking devices. Thankfully, Ken has worked hard to have much of our boat on DC power, so major systems like refrigeration, navigation, and internet were unaffected. Thankfully, after a couple of hours, he isolated the issue and has provided a temporary solution until we can get to the Azores to address it further. He also resolved the watermaker issue. We are making water as I type. Two wins!

The first of two fronts has been bearing down on us for the last two days. We’ve seen sustained winds of 25 knots and gusts up to 35 knots. Seas have been 6-8ft with some 10fters. Breaking waves have crashed over the whole port side of the boat. We took a lot of water in the cockpit on one of them. It even went into the salon/living area below deck.

Day 7 brought a little sugar and a little spice. It started out with Ken so rudely informing me that we had not reached the halfway mark and that we still had 1100-ish miles to go. Party pooper. Then this morning, upon my waking after a mostly sleepless night, he had the nerve to inform me that I might not be able to have coffee. The weather system we were expecting has reared its head. But I am getting ahead of myself.

Yesterday was calmer. Unfortunately, we motored the whole day. Again, fuel is limited, so we need to be mindful of how we use it. But the choices before us were pretty slim. So we motored.

However, motoring brought the benefit of having hot water. And with the sea having settled a bit, we took advantage of it and took showers. The calmer sea state also made it a little easier for me to make bread!

Whew! Day 5 is in the books. And she was the evil twin sister of day 4. Ha!

It wasn’t really that bad. But day 5 was a repeat of day 4. Higher winds and big swells that pushed the boat (and us) around a lot.

Day 4 was a spicy day. Day 5 is shaping up to be that way, too, and it is just getting started.

The winds built to a steady 25 kts, with gusts in the 30s. Seas are hard to estimate, but we think they were somewhere between 6 and 8, maybe a few larger.

We reefed the mainsail once. Then twice. Then we reefed the headsail heavily.

We finally found the wind. Sometimes it’s light, but it has been mostly consistent. We haven’t engaged the engine in over 36 hours now. Hallelujah!

Yesterday, the seas were sloppy due to two opposing swells. The confused seas and a crosscurrent slowed us down a bit, but there was nothing we could do. We just had to push through it.

Day 2 was a beautiful day. Clear skies. Moderate wind and seas. Not much to report.

Having a third person aboard to help with watches has been very helpful. We are both getting more sleep—Ken especially! He has a hard time sleeping on passages, but this has enabled him to truly rest.

We pulled anchor and departed St. George's Harbor in Bermuda around 8 am yesterday morning, knowing we'd be motoring from the start. Motoring isn't ideal. We carry about 120 gallons of diesel, which gives us roughly 5–7 days of fuel. This trip could take anywhere from 12 to 14 days, so we can't rely solely on fuel. Besides, we are a sailboat. Remedy likes to sail (and so do we)!