Yes, definitely not alone with forum correspondents. Always a nagging idea that if you screw up you'll have to explain it to a bunch of knowledgeable people, who could point you to a half-dozen threads warning about that very issue.
But there is no thread about how I can't walk straight yet. I am still reaching for handholds, even crossing the kitchen, which makes everybody laugh. Walking this morning I was going utility pole to fence post, subconsciously judging whether this was the time to make the move across the open space. Kept thinking, "not clipped in!". Very weird and uncomfortable.
Overall the project to Oahu and return was characterized by unreliable winds. It would blow and then stop. No storms. Heavy cloud cover outbound for weeks, but a good moon and stars the rest. The North Pacific High, which permitted me to turn for home at my latitude of 34n, also sort of followed me, so I was in its light-air zone for much longer than if sailing over the top. The Grib files were very accurate, however, so you knew what was in store.
The transit times on the 32-3 were 20 days out and 28 back (I had to go to 41n). On the 38 it was 18 out and 22 back. Winds were strong in 2014, much less reliable this year. The bigger boat gained very little, the quick return is almost entirely result of routing.
The Universal M40 diesel utterly defeated all my careful fuel monitoring with a burn that defied expectations at something like .5 gallons/hour at 1700 rpms, which yields 5-6 knots in smooth water on my boat. I calculated for .75/gallon, and had to repeatedly sound the tank, which doesn't help because of course it is narrower at bottom than top, therefore casting all revisions in doubt. I can;t tell you how puzzling this was in trying to extend motoring possibilities out two weeks, keeping a reserve for battery charging and charting daily runs according to likely winds.
I motored for roughly 150 hours out and back combined, about 750 nm. I carried 75 gallons, 55 in the tank and 20 in deck jugs.