TranspacBlogII-27B:Delayed Gratification

It is 8:31 PM, California time, making it 5:31 in the afternoon here in Hawaii.

Our present updated ETA is around midnight.

We jibed our way toward Molokai all morning. We barreled through a particularly long and rainy squall, and when it cleared, viola, there was Haleakala, the volcano of the island of Maui, rising up out of the clouds. We are presently sailing down this amazing coast. Charlie says that it has the highest sea cliffs in the world, even higher than the cliffs of Dover. Unbelievably high water falls. Molokai was a leper colony back when, and the entire island has remained pretty much off limits ever since. Not sure why that is now. Kaleapapa point is where the colony once was. Charlie says there is a great surfing spot directly inshore of us, but you have to come in by boat. Most every day the trades are blowing, but when they aren't out goes Charlie looking for some uncrowded tubes.

Still no Farfar sighting. She checked in for the 100 mile check in earlier than we (by the equivalent of 3 miles), indicating that she is still slightly ahead. We thought they would aim their boat for the island of Molokai, and we would see them here. The intensified trade wind along this north coast of Molokai is world famous, and most sailors come in close to Kaleapapa. We are just about to pass it as I write. The wind has increased to 18-20 knots, hardly the 35 knots we got last time we were here. But HOPEFULLY, it is enough to slide us past Farfar. We think we will sight them in the Molokai channel, but who knows.

One more update to come.