The Trip - Day 8

[this is being written by Jackson's Dad]

Yesterday, Sept. 14, was a big day for the guys. There are two emails below because, as Michael is typing they hook a big -- edible -- fish so he has to stop and haul in the fish. Then he resumes the communication with a second email.
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To: "Gallaghergoodnews805" <gallaghergoodnews805@yahoo.com>
Subject: 60 miles yesterday
Date: Fri, 14 Sep 2012 12:05:09 -0700

We motored about 1/2 the day, then a little wind came up , so we sailed at 2 kts for 1/2 the night, because the wind isn't coming in up North for a few days, so no need getting up there and sitting waiting for the wind.
But , thank you just got a fish got to go!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Wow
we got a big 4' Mahimahi, very similar to the Dorado in Mex, same irridescent colors in the wateer, this was the wildest fish yet, he was jumping 3 ft out of the wateer and flipping over, wild wild fish.
this was the most i've ever done, lots of great pictures.
We made sashimi, then cevichie and lots for barbecue and seared fish filets later.
We will eat well for a few days.

Then immediately, before we were done with the fish we saw a large green glass fishing ball/float, the ones from Japan/asia, so we picked that up, i heard that some other boats found some, so i really wanted one, fish and glass ball all at same time, wow, Papa provides.
So, the weather is changing, lots of maretails in the sky and the swell changed 180 from ENE,, to WNW, that is a good sign, so we can get the weather from the low storm system back behind and above us, i want to get up and out infront of it.  It is supposed to be at 35 N, just 20 miles up.
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A "maretail" is defined as "a long narrow cirrus cloud whose flowing appearance somewhat resembles a horse's tail.

Today is Jackson's 20th birthday. I'm going to send a short email, which is below.
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Capt. Michael: Forgive me but I just have to wish my son a happy birthday. My only request is that you allow me to reimburse you for the cost of this transmission. Your emails of location, seastate and misc. details are SO appreciated; I post them to Jackson's blog.

Jackson: Happy birthday, son. You're not a teenager any more! And you're not a novice sailor any more either. Can't wait to sail with you, bud. Tons and tons of love, Dad.

Blessings to you both. Many prayers being said daily for you.