Journal entries

5/30
First full day of sea proved to be very tiring on both our bodies. A combination of waves throwing us around with the lack of sleep from working so hard during the daysleading up to our departure, made everylittle task a chore. We did take on a simple task of sunbathing on the deck, and just like "tourists" we burnt to a crisp in tender areas. The idea of "No Lines" got to our heads:-) At night the winds died down to almost nothing.

5/31
The sun rose to us doing circles in light and variable winds. With limited fuel we waited out the calm patiently and by afternoon the winds retrned out of the east to send us happily chugging along. James and i alternated napping in the day still adjusting and trying to catch up on sleep. A delicious meal of velveeta shells adn cheese lead toa clear planetarium night sky. James was a champ and did watch from 12-7am! He's a stud! Amber really enjoye the extra zzzzz's.

6/3
Jmz awoke feeling well rested due to a six hour sleep because Amber's intriguing books wouldn't let her put them down. At lunch jmz enjoyed a peanut butterhoney and nutella sandwich and Amber ate a PB and mayo sandwich in dedicatin to her wise father:-) Feeling dirty and in hopes of a fresh water rain shower that never came,we showered with our trusty blue salt water bucket and Dawn soap(for grandma Johnson). No fresh rain came but we felt incredible and retired below with crabby(aka "thunder claw" due to his beautiful large yet tough, purple claw) on watch while us humans took a siesta. Crabby is our pet crab who followed us from the docks in Honolulu. He eats sandwiches and apples with us. To our dissapointment, we had our first casualty of the trip after we woke from our nap. As a squal approached us, james went to bring in the main sail, however, it was jammed. Amber scurried to the deck and after much pulling and sail flapping, Amber realized her long johnsthat were out hanging on the boom earlier that day, were now wrapped around the outhaul preventing the sail from moving. The sail being very old and in far from good condition, inevitabley ripped with all the added stress. It looked as if an animal claw tore through it with mighty force. A dissapointment, yes, but we knew it was going to happen one way or another. Lesson learned, no more hanging underpants from the lines...

6/4
Half way party day! the crew awakes well rested and looking for the 450 mile count as that is approx. half way to Palmyra. Jmz can hardly wait to open the present fromMario and Debbie(our friends in Honolulu). He's like a little kid on x-mas morning. After the experimental corn beef and hash luch is a complete success,we finally reach the count and it's present time! Together we unwrap the booty and find the treasure! Chocolates! Shark and pirate repellent, in the form of silly string!Coffee liquor to keep us warm on cold nights! Jelly preserves! and more Chocolates!! It was glorious! Thanks Mario and Debbie! We consumed most of the chocolates and had a sillystring fight right in the cabin. We were wild! As our good friend Jay says, "Go crazy, take your tops off, Pour beer on your heads, i don't care". As the party comotion died down, Jmz took a little nap and Amber sailed on with only the juib which proved to be a champ for speed and maintaining course.

6/7
Rough night last night. We both ended up taking buckets of water in our beds untill we decided it was time to put in the top part of the door. With what seemed like giant waves and howlingwinds, we were constantly getting pushed over to the lee side and engulfing water in the cock pit, however, Mai Miti handled it very well. Uncomfortable for the crew as our bodies were constantly fighting against the motion which caused a little grumpiness on Amber's part. We did have some mighty fine beef stew in a can for dinner. It was warm and simple; exactly what we needed for rougher weather.

6/9
Happy B-Day Erik!We made it! With sunfrise this morning we had a drifted about 5.6 miles from Palmyra and with the inching light, Jmz was the FIRST to see th atoll in the distance.James actually hand steered(first time since leaving Honolulu) to just outside the channel where the depth shallowed quickly and the water turned crystal clear.The vibrant yellows, whites and dark coral patches below wet our palets for the amazing snorkeling hopefully soon to be experienced. Upon entering the lagoon, John, the kive captian/coordiantior guy greeted us in his dive boat. With his blodn flowing hair, he showed us wheree to ancho adn then side tied to us he laid out therules/regualtions and quick history of Palmyra. His mellow demeanor was a nice welcome after many days at sea. With his departure, we began hanging all out to dryin attempt to make the boat "liveable" again. With success and a belly full f Ramen/potatoes, we took a nice long nap in the v-birth. Weell deserved and necessar for oursanity. After waking, we topped the dinghy engine off with fuel and and headed to land just before sunset. With little tie on solid ground, we greeted Daduthe island dog, and checked ou the fancy yacht club. Very rustic and unique place with much character. We look forwared to leaving our mark on it. We also met Susan, on the thegalley goddesses, Susun, Dan the scientist, and Charlie the island keeper. We already made a bad impression on him because we didn't bring out VHF radio on land which we are supposed to have with us at all times. Straight protocol for this guy. That is why right at dusk we brought the little dinghy(Mini Miti) back to Mai Miti. The atol rules are that no cruisers are to be on the island after sunset and before 8am. No loss on our part because we celebrated our arrival accomplishment with Beef alfredo angel hair pasta with mushrooms. Sitting in the cockpit enjoying the glow from the oil lamp, we reflected on the last couple of months and truly feltcontent and happy. A couple of grandma's cookies after, completed our night and we prepared for a calm, still night in the lagoons shelter.

6/10
With the rain falling steadily on the roof top, we had a long wonderful night of sleep. While Amber stayed sleeping in the early sunrise hours, Jmz took Mini Mitito shore to collect the 5 gallons of rain water we caught from the roof of the yacht club. With no real need to do much else, he climbed back into bed upon return untill late morning. With Jack Johnson's "makin' banana pancakes" in mind, we cooked up a feast of pancakes of every flavor imagineable. Mmm....mmmmm...Delicious! Weighing an extra couple pounds from those fluffy discs of joy and a cup of fresh roasted cafe we requested permission to go ashore and explore a little. Permission granted, we lightly explored the camp and north shore with our fearless guide, Dadu. The real excitement was at 1:30pm when a cargo plane landed on the old runway in rainy, windy,and overcast conditions. Coming from Honolulu, it brought some valued goods like papertowls(Alot), onions, beer, research equipment, and most needed, the IT guy to fix thewireless internet.With only 15 people on the island and a plane coming in only every month or so, there was a red carpet and greeting party for the offloading. Since we helped to unload the plane, we both lucked out with two ice cold refreshing sodas. It took a little wit and charm, but we walked away giggly and happy with our prized possessions. We then discovered the Swimming hole. "Swimming hole? What's so great about the swimming hold?" Everything!!! With a rope swing, a swimming platform for diving, trapezious hanging from the horizontal palmtree extending over the deep pool and crystal cool refreshing agua, we had a blast. John the boat guy said he could hear ourhooting and hollaring from the plane around the corner. We played for a while untill we heard the plane engine roar to life and headed back to the air strip so that wecould watch their take off. Good thing we did because after their intial take off which was already intense standing only 50 yards from the plane, the training co-pilot did a fly by, only 200ft from the ground over the runway. 200ft might seem high but in reality when you're sitting at the edge of the runway it seems like20ft. Amber chickened out by the incoming low,low,low plane and took off running! It was definately not OSHA approved for safety. With adrenaline pumping through our blood we went back to the swimming hole to cool down and then hit up the "Aquifer". The "Aquifer" is a fresh water shower hidden in the jungle next to the swimming hole.The shower is fead by the rain water which is collected in a big black barrel above. Although the water wasn't warm, it felt incredible as it was our first fresh shower in about two weeks. We felt like Adam and Eve, surrounded by nature, green jungle all around. Clean and fresh, we were ready to go back home and cook yet another amazing meal.This night we had elbow pasta in stewed tomatoes with olives, chicken, garlic powder, and olive oil. Eyes bigger than stomach we had to feed the left overs to Sammy the shark,who is one of the estimated thousands of black tipped reef sharks who live in this lagoon. Along with the giant manta rays that come in only a couple of feet from shore at nightto feed on the plankton in the dock lights, we think Crabby has surely met some new friends. (Atleast we hope so because he has apparently left his Mai Miti home.

6/12
What a day! After last nights cocktails and dinner party with the island staff, we woke up early and headed out the channel around 9am for snorkeling. We tied up to an orange buoy in Mini Miti, and explored the waters. We were awed by the brillant colors of the fish and corals surrounding us. Much more lively than other snorkeling we've done. The best part of it all was swimming with the manta rays and an occasional black tip shark who would wonder by in curiousity. A little nervous at times because of schools of black tips racing by our little 7 foot dinghy, we were still able to get within a couple feet of the friendly manta giants.