“I been rocked by the wind, driven by the blow, I’m drunk and dirty, but don’t you know that I’m still…sailing.” Sorry, Linda. I had to change the words. Actually sorry to whoever wrote that classic. Lefty? Tom T? It’s the ear worm du jour. So the plan was to motor like mad today, starting at first light. There was supposed to be no wind all day, according to Predict Wind. Then the wind was supposed to shift to the west, giving me a nice push once around the point to Savusavu. Ah yes, the best laid plans… Woke up at five to torrential rain (again). JFC what is it with this rain? Then I heard the rigging start to sing. Uh-oh. Then the boat started to hobby horse. Then it went from a hobby to a vocation. So much for the plan. Looks like I’m sticking it out at anchor again. Good news is I have a mud bottom and a great set; I’m not dragging, at least. 8 am. Vocation went to...