Out in the middle of the ocean here we can only see a distance of about five miles to the horizon. It seems like we are in the middle of the ocean as we have not seen any land for nine days now but actually we are only about 170 miles from the coast of Brazil. In this empty sea what are the chances of hitting another boat?
It seems that the chances are far from negligible. Whilst drinking our morning cup of tea a cargo ship appeared on the horizon heading directly towards us and on a collision course. We could identify the ship from the Automatic Identification System and Niall called them up on the radio. The rules of the road say that we have right of way but they are much bigger and we are only small so you can never be sure. Had they seen us? However they were awake and agreed to alter course and pass across our bows.
It is another hot day here. I offer no apologies for mentioning the fact that in the cabin here I am slowly dripping sweat and the back of my shirt is wet against the seat cushions. Early afternoon is definitely a time for seeking out shade. A passing comment from one of my shipmates along the lines of Havent you got a fan in your cabin? prompted me to spot one only eighteen inches above my head. How could I have spent the last nine days without finding it? (Dont answer that)
Sam took out the sextant this afternoon to practice for tomorrows noon sight. (A sextant measures the angle between the sun and the horizon. If you know the time in Greenwich when the sun is at its highest point above you (noon) then by measuring the angle and knowing the time you can work out your latitude and longitude from these two pieces of information). It is a glorious sailing afternoon here.