We didn't do anything special, just sat on the bow while the autopilot steered. Not much to hit, no gusts to be concerned over. Jessica took a knit hat an used it as a mono-sock, since she neglected to bring socks. We walked on a nearby beach, found half a kayak, and Jessica discovered just how cold the water was (44F).
Bare feet. Teenager in March.
Only one other recreational boat was spotted during the 6 hours we were out. The wind wasn't cold--not after winter--and the the propane heater kept the cabin toasty, almost too warm. Actually, it was a pretty special day, just as relaxing as imaginable.