Ship's Log
11 December 2008 | Mid Atlantic Ocean
David Hantke
Water Temp 78
The good winds continue. We had another good "three degree" day yesterday (three degrees of longitude). At this latitude that equates to approximately 180 miles. Dreams of making our connections seem approachable, even probable, at this point, although there's no point in testing fate by pursing the subject further. Suffice it to say, however, that the sails have remained full and forever straining forward, both night and day. The boat surges forward, as well, on each swell, as if it too wishes to
be there.
The junior crew has returned to its fascination with paper airplanes. They stand atop the highest point on the boat (other than the mast, that is the bridge over the Bimini) and launch their creations into the wind. Surprisingly frequently, the get caught in an apparent vortex caused by the sails and return to deck. After three or four such resurrections the even named one of their craft after an appropriate Biblical personage noted for his resurrection.
Last night was steak night. The Captain purchased an ungodly quantity of red meat prior to departing the Canaries. We fired up the BBQ last night and had a sumptuous meal of steak, potatoes, carmelized onions and "boat slaw" (shredded cabbage with dressing composed of wasabi, lime, spices and yogurt). Leftovers are scheduled for steak sandwiches later today.
Another cargo ship passed in the night last night. The scanner indicated that it was bound for Rio De Janeiro. Where it came from is anybody's guess. It passed within about 7 miles but due to a small series of squalls (which bring wind, which is usually good) I never saw anything more than a single masthead light. One can spend a lot of time wondering about cargoes and destinations in the middle of the night.
Fair winds...