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PASSEPARTOUT
Christopher & Nirit Slaney
Fri 4 May 2012 21:25
A record breaking twenty-four hours; 155 NM run and 993 NM to go before landfall in the Azores.
 
The weather has been lively, last night we ran along with two reefs in the main, no headsail, and wind gusting up ton 30 knots. Today the wind has abated slightly but we have a huge swell from the SSW which makes steering a challenge. I think I was the only one to get more than a few minutes sleep last night.
 
Random events and the probability thereof.
 
Too much time on my hands, hours at the wheel cut off from everyone else by the earphones of the iPOD and I've been pondering a couple of unusual events. On Thursday May 3rd we saw seven ships cross our path, all heading west. Seven in one day after not seeing a single vessel for three days and only three others since leaving St Maarten. Seven ships; two oil tankers, one container ship, three bulkers and one too far away to have its type determined. All were heading in the opposite direction along latitude 30 north which would suggest their destinations are Savannah GA, Charleston SC or Port Everglades FL.  Seven ships on the same patch of ocean on the same day, and on the same patch of ocean as Passsepartout, seems to be an unlikely coincidence. Imagine how many variables in business decisions, voyage scheduling, unexpected delays in loading at Hamburg, Marseilles or Bonny island, weather factors all had to coincide like an alignment of heavenly bodies to bring us all to within a few miles of each other in the middle of the Atlantic. It doesn't seem to fit any outcome of expected probability or standard deviation.
 
And then there was the fish. During an inspection of the rigging this morning I found a large flying fish dead on the deck. Yes, there are plenty of flying fish spotted flitting across the waves at certain times of the day. But what is the chance of one taking a short flight, a visit into the atmosphere of the birds and mammals if you like, and out of all the tens of thousands of square kilometres of ocean makes a crash landing on our deck? If the same fish had hit any of the seven merchant ships he might have ended up with a headache but survived. Only an incredibly unlucky encounter with our small sailing boat sealed his fate. It seems I would have a better chance at winning the Powerball Lottery.