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Shaya Moya
Don & Susan Smyth
Thu 19 May 2011 19:32
Hi All!
 
It's been 6 days since I last wrote and we've been very busy... ok maybe just busy.
 
After writing my tribute to Wilson(The Sparrow) last week we soon realised he wasn't alone. The next evening another Swallow landed on the boat around 1800 and found a very comfortable spot where he sat for almost exactly 3 hours. Some of you might look at the picture to follow and be amazed or think it's hilarious. Mom must have just thought..."I told him to get his hair cut, it's a birds nest"
 
A Swallow in it's nest.
 
That bird would fly off do a lap around the boat and land straight back on my head once every 20-30 minutes, and he would decide when to do his laps so when I went to the heads (lav) and he wasn't ready he just came with. As it got dark he took off north and didn't return. So that was two birds on two consecutive days, what are the chances of that we thought until the next morning 4 birds were sitting on the boat. Turns out that these swallows were on their yearly migration from South America to North America and they weren't by chance crossing our path we were crossing theirs.
 
The passage from Cuba to Panama was supposed to be pretty straight-forward. According to the weather reports we would have steady ENE winds all the way down. The weather report was wrong! We started south pretty well once we'd got around the Cuban corner and far enough east to make a straight run for Panama. The first few days were as predicted with 15 to 25kts of wind from the east however more ESE then ENE until the evening of the 13th, when the wind just stopped. The air didn't move for the rest of our journey, not even a mouse fart! The instruments literally read 0.0kts at times. At first it was great, the water was flat like in a swimming pool, so flat in fact you could see your reflection in it like a mirror. Everything became so easy without the healing to contend with, the water drained out of the shower properly, the dish-washer worked, we could use the microwave without worrying about the stuff sliding around inside it, felt like living on land again, or at least on a very small island surrounded by an ocean.
The engine chuffed on day and night for 72 hours until Dad tried to turn it off, just 56 miles from Panama because it wasn't charging, and it wouldn't shut down. This was a little disturbing so in our infinite wisdom we swapped out the switches and turned the engine off, bravo!?... well... no. Then we couldn't start her up again. Imagine our disbelief, just 56 miles to go, 35 degrees in the shade, 75% humidity, no wind and now no motor... Ok, it wasn't a life threatening situation but it would have been a long wait for wind. Luckily for us, Dad bought an Oyster and the people at Oyster's after sales department are really good at their jobs. We made one phone call and received another phone call shortly after that from a technician at Perkins (The Engine Manufacturer), within 20 minutes between Dad and the techi the engine was hot-wired and we were doing 8kts towards Panama. Thank God, that could have ended differently.
 
We arrived in Colon, Panama around 19h30 on the 16th after doing 1162nm (nautical miles) in 7 days at an average speed of 6.9kts. The entry was easy enough and we were pleasantly surprised by the Shelter Bay Marina. The restaurant was pretty good and had all the classic Yacht Club food on the menu. The docks were in great condition and we were tied up right next to the author of the Panama guide book we're using. Of course we didn't know he was the author until we left Shelter Bay this morning, we just thought he was an extremely knowledgeable 35 year old man named Eric who was willing to teach me to kiteboard if the wind picked up...it didn't.
 
Those Triangles are all boats that have either just come through or are waiting to transit the canal! We counted over 50 big tankers
 
Just one of the massive cargo vessels we might be sharing the canal with.
 
Today, the 19th of May 2011, I am skipper aboard this vessel. I was given a crash course in small space manoeuvring this morning when we had to move the boat to make space for a larger yacht and then again when we went to get fuel. So Dad now thinks he can just kick back and relax while I ferry him through the Pacific. We'll see I guess. Today we're sailing, yes that's right sailing with wind and all to Portobello and then on to the San Blas Islands tomorrow to do a little diving etc. while we wait to transit on the 25th. We've got an agent taking care of the formalities for us so we can relax before starting the next leg of our odyssey.
Shelter Bay Marina... I parked her there, that space seemed a lot smaller at the time. 
 
Well that's it for now, expect another update in two or three days once we've got something to write about.