On Friday, November 10, our breeze died in the afternoon. We rolled up the jib, pointed our bow southeast, and tracked the swell, which was taking us very slowly in the right direction. We had an unexpected visitor; about 50 miles offshore, a red-winged blackbird came onto the boat. Here he is about mid-ships, looking at our fuel jugs and folding dinghy. We offered him a bowl of fresh water and a cracker, but he ignored us. The forecast was for the wind to fill in from the south-west on Saturday morning, so we left the motor off to conserve our fuel. We only carry about 2-3 days of fuel for motoring and need to carefully weigh when to "turn the key" and motor.