I wish I had captured an image of everyone's whereabouts during this particularly rough spot of weather, as the casual observer would be incredulous of our predicament. One person was on watch, and the remaining three of us were playing guitar, reading books and sipping wine, in that order. In the first round of Boris vs. Nordhavn, it was pretty clear who the winner was. Though the 40-footer held her own, we decided not to push our luck when we had the opportunity to seek refuge in Bahia Navidad. From our slip there, we enjoyed a view of a 78-foot sailboat limping in from the same storm, boom broken from the motion of rough seas snapping the main around in the absence of a preventer.