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Date: 19 Feb 2010 21:48:07
Title: Across the Doldrums

Hello Friends                "5:04N 105:40W"
 
The strong winds blew us into the doldrums as we expected and we then motored through with no wind, towering grey clouds and drizzle, much as expected.
 
Now that we're through to the south of the ITCZ, there is a fresh southerly wind blowing. Sadly with very little east in it... We battled our way south-ish during the night though the equatorial counter-current and short steep seas didn't help us maintain the course we preferred. It was either pretty much due west (keeping in the adverse current) or almost south east (not exactly towards the Marquesas).
 
Fortunately the wind has backed a touch and we're now maintaining a COG of about 240 which will do just fine. The seas have settled down somewhat, though could be better, and we expect the seas to improve further and the winds to back to give us a more comfortable progress.
 
We manage to miss most of the squalls, which are quite unlike the towering thunderheads of Caribbean squalls. These seem just small clouds, no special height to them, but with plenty of the wet stuff falling out from under.
 
And finally. Thanks to the anonymous Statian* feedback contributor who thinks our towgen is 'Mickey Mouse'. Since it's simple, inexpensive and easy to deploy then its 10 amps, 24 hours a day appears to us quite satisfactory. In fact we normally use the smaller turbine blades as they generate quite enough power for our uses. Thanks Goofy, we all had a good laugh !
 
That's about it for now. George continues to entice us with a varied and interesting menu, despite the rough conditions. Though he has modified some of the menus to allow for the gales: salads are more of the chunky Greek variety rather than a confection of leaves which get blown away before they get to your lip.
 
Best Wishes
 
George, Michael, Alex and Simon
 
 
* 'Statian' = citizen of the United States, in order to distinguish them from 'Americans" who could obviously be from anywhere in the Americas.
 
 
 
 

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