Maine or Marquesas?
05 March 2009 | underway
Fog in the middle of the Pacific? I thought, being so close to the equator, we'd be covered in sunscreen and roasting in the rays, not mopping up the condensation and donning a foul weather jacket due to cold. Hmmm, are we in Maine? My shifts are from 7-11a and 7-11p. Morning took me by surprise when I scanned the horizon, but found less than a mile of visibility. After the AM cruisers SSB radio net, which Cammi proudly participated in as our Zen representative w/Don still awake as her 'coach', breakfast was served and the sun was busting through the clouds. Cole pitches in too, covering my watch while I am down below in the galley making French Toast and fresh juice. Tommy came on watch a little early...we all, the adults, have 4 hour shifts, but during the daytime hours, overlap with one another if we've had a good rest. Since the winds near Galpagos have dwindled, we are motoring, switching from our starboard engine to our port engine every shift change. All our friends sailing ahead of us are coming into the tradewinds, giving them about 15 knots of wind and allowing them to cut the engines and set sail. In about 36 hours, we'll be doing the same. Currently it's 10:00p and I am almost finished with my watch. It wasn't as exciting as the morning, when I spotted a pod of whales spouting only 20 feet from our hulls. The kneejerk reaction was to holler, "Whales!!!" Yes, I woke Cammi and Tommy up. Fortunately for them tonight, all I saw was a fishing ship about 8 miles off our starboard hull. Nothing to holler about. Need a little sugar boost, must be a little more tired than I thought. Off to eat a passion fruit, I got a ton and they are ripening...better than the chocolate that is also calling me! Before I go, a big "HAPPY BIRTHDAY, GRANDMA/MUM!!" I hope your day is spent doing something fun. We told Harley to give you loads of love and kisses from us.