End of watch going to bed.

Things are getting busy. We see some object with two blinking lights that appears to be moving. Chartplotter shows no markers there and nothing shows up on AIS.

A number of big ships arenin the wiser area.

There is a difference between a vacation and an adventure.

This is not a vacation.

Alone at the helm, Santana quietly playing on the stereo mixed with the sound of the water against the hull and slight hum of the auto-helm when it makes an adjustment.

We're only 20 miles from the mouth of the Chesapeake Bay.

We started slowing down so Inchecked the wind angle and noticed it had swung forward towards a close reach. I quadrupal checked it over a period of about a half hour before deciding to wake Mark. He said I called it correctly and adjusted the sails accordingly. The winds are dying down significantly given our speed has
dropped from 10 or so to 5 or so.

A securite came over the radio about a demasted Hunter sailboat that's run aground and is now a hazrad.

Wayne went down to his stateroom. I may have scared him off with Metallica.

There's a recurring notice to mariners about an oil boom floating somewhere but the message is so fast I can't catch where to get more info.

My first and only overnight watch on this delivery has just started although ai've been in the captain's chair for the last couple hours. Ostensibly it was Wayne's watch.

He noticed a note on Navionics charts that the outer anchorage requires permission from the Naval Academy Superintendant but in all the years I've been anchoring there Inhave never heard of this.

Lots of notices to mariners tonight about hazards.

Mark's reating. Wayne's stretching trying to deal with his back injury. There's a 1000ft container ship over the horizon accorsing to AIS. The moon is still bisoble theough the clouds. Both wind and waves have died down quite a bit.

The notice to mariners report over the radio made it sound like the Chesapeake got hut pretty hard. There's apparently ansunken twin masted sailboat off the Rhode River.

The moon just poked through the clouds ...

Note to self, the app needs a dark mode and I need to download much more music. We've pretty much played everything I have on the phone ... listening to The Wall now.

Had 1x service there for a second. The InReach is still not working.

Power failure. Everything went dark. We still had helm control. Mark asked me to take the wheel but it was
pritch black and I had no sense of how our heading was changing so I erred to starboard to avoid a jibe. I should have thought to fire up navionics.

Mark is up as is Wayne. It's pitch black from the vantage of the pilot house.

There's an ever so slight amount of what I guess is moonlight leaking through the clouds making the deck and ocean just visible when standing in the cockpit.

The wind fly has reflectors under it sobwhen standing in the companionway I can shine a flashlight up and make it out.

It continues to be peaceful. Wayne is rearing here in the pilot house and Mark is still asleep in his stateroom.

Stare at the auto-helm
Stare at the chartplotter.
Stare out into the void.
The void stares back.

Repeat.

Dark and peaceful the boat gently creaking in the waves. The wind has been consistent.

Wicked red glow on the horizon to the West. A photo will mot do it justice.