Day 11 - Pacific Crossing - 28 April

July 06, 2018  •  Leave a Comment

Longtitude:         7° 26 S

Latitude:         117° 60 W

Course over ground:     300° 

Speed over ground:     5.5 knots 

True wind speed:     14 - 15 knots

Time: 1.45pm (San Francisco) 

1,240 nautical miles to go!


Saturday: It was an easy night on watch, uneventful, especially without the gennaker to worry about, and after my watch was over I stayed in the cockpit, and woke to the sound of waves all around and the sunshine toasting my toes, ready for breakfast.

As today is Saturday, it is diary and email day for the kids. While Francis took my phone to write messages, I sat and read some Moby Dick. I was reading a passage where Melville's Ishmael decides to categorise whales into four groups for the reader and had just got to the section on porpoises, where he talks about what a good omen they are for sailors (and reflecting on our bad luck, not having seen a single one since we crossed into the Pacific), when suddenly there was a cry of excitement from Xavier. Dolphins! And not just any dolphins, two dozen of the largest we have seen on this trip, grey with white underbellies and white tipped snouts. They raced towards us, swooping, skimming, criss-crossing over each other, jumping through waves and tumbling in all manner of aquabatics. It was a veritable circus and sheer delight to behold, and they stayed with us all morning. 

In the afternoon, the Skipper gave the kids a lesson in boat school, teaching them how to gybe. Later that afternoon great excitement as Australian boat RAFTKIN came over the VHF with the kids all chatting together again, making up challenges and doing all sorts of Star Wars voices. We even shared a movie night, both boats watching Groundhog Day and eating popcorn at the same time. If you haven’t seen the film, it’s a quirky romantic comedy about an anchor man, Bill Murray, who is covering the traditional Groundhog Day celebrations in a local town, gets snowed in by a blizzard and wakes the following morning to find he is in a repeat of the same day, trapped. At first he fights it, then he goes a bit crazy, then eventually he gives in and makes the best of it. "It's a bit like sailing across the Pacific Ocean..." observed Francis drily.



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