Yielding to temptation
05 May 2012 | Enroute to Marquesas Islands, French Polynesia from Galapagos
I came on watch this morning only about half conscious. I exchanged notes with Katie and she headed to bed. Actually, she headed to bed FAST. She does this. She likes her sleep in the early morning! I stumbled to the bathroom, checked the wind and for traffic outside. I found the moon, nothing else but squalls. Then I turned on the computer and the gen set and settled into my comfy nav chair where I can see the radar and the AIS screen. It's time to do the position report and to write the blog post. But what to say? Today is pretty much like yesterday. Same sail configuration. Same slow speed. Same squalls. Same moon. Same slatting sails. But there are changes and as they come to me, the day is distinguished from all the others.
Today's special change is a bag of pastachio nuts placed on top of the refrigerator (where basically EVERYTHING loose gets placed). It hasn't been opened but on one of the night watches, someone was tempted. I remember buying these nuts, but I have no idea where they were put on the boat. Karen stuffed food EVERYWHERE. These might have been found while you were looking for your shoes. Should I open them? Actually the real question was: Should I eat them all? After all, this is my watch. Basically anything goes as long as you don't disturb the sleep of the rest of the crew. There are a lot of leftovers that never make it back to the table at another meal.
The squalls are messing up the heading. They change the prevailing wind back and forth behind our stern and that change causes either the headsail or the main to begin to slat. So we adjust the heading a few degrees to fix it for a while. Right now I'm headed a little too far south. I'm thinking that before too long I'll be headed a little too far north and it will all work out. First you sail the boat, then you tend to course. Sailboats leave wiggly snail trails on the map.
We've received email from friends who have done this part of the ocean. Apparently reading the blog brings back memories of their crossing. These emails are the highlight of our day and, as I note above, they distinguish the days one from another. May it always be so.
Trip log: 14344 Distance to go: 178 nm Solar power: 65 Ahr (1.7 kWHr)