Our big 1500kg rowboat dances. Not so much in the beam seas we have been experiencing, but a few of the right waves came our way today. Aft (from directly behind) is perfect, but even at 65 and seventy degrees from aft can start the rhythm. The swell rises and we slide down the face, accelerating into the trough where the boat slows slightly… the swell surges through us and pulls the boat forward as it then runs ahead. The load lightens, enough that we have to time our strokes on the slow parts of the waves to keep up and then pausing, slowly moving up the slide waiting for the next wave. The feeling that something so big and awkward is now acting so nimbly with minimal effort is joyful, especially after several days of slogging.
How long will they last? I have no idea.
I try not to get too attached to any oceanic predictions, but I hope on this mostly downwind route to Miami we will see a lot of them.