With four helmsmen in the rotation, there were bound to be different driving styles. Fred, Art, and I worked to keep the boat on a straight course with minimal turning of the wheel. In contrast, Lihan, who was an All-American sailor at Kings Point, worked the helm aggressively to get the boat surfing on waves. Watching him made me nervous he'd break the rudder. The violent motion also made it difficult to move about the deck, but he did maintain very high, sustained speeds.
I have been in rough races, the most memorable, of course, being the 1979 Fastnet Race where the wind howled over 60 mph all night long, but I've never been in a race that just kept getting faster. It seemed that with every watch the wind would build another knot or two. As the hours passed, we grew more comfortable with our speed and the big waves. There was no seasickness aboard Kodiak. Some of the crew took pills or wore patches to ward off nausea, but I think the thrill of sailing at high speed stemmed any onset of illness.