Pacific Ocean


0°N 160°WCoordinates:
0°N 160°W

Surface area
165,250,000 km2 (63,800,000 sq mi)
Average depth
4,280 m (14,040 ft)
Max. depth
10,911 m (35,797 ft)
Water volume
710,000,000 km3 (170,000,000 cu mi)

Two and a half months we have been using the blue waters of the Pacific Ocean. Its high pressures and lows. Tropical troughs and trade winds. We have shared it with Albatrosses, Shearwaters, Petrels, Boobies (Gannets), Frigatbirds, Guilimots, Puffins, Murrelets, and Auklets. We saw the Aleutian current turn in to the California current. We felt the Humbolt current cool us down in the tropics. Crossed the Equator and met Neptune. Got hit in the face by flying fish and swam with turtles.

Now, halfway between Galapagos and Rapa Nui it feels like we are entering a new stage of the trip. We have reefed the mizzn and main sail and set the number two jib. It is has been a while since we have seen this sail configuration. We are leaving the tropics and her calm waters. The South Easterly trade winds are increasing and before you know it we will have lost them altogether. This is the first evening since weeks to wear shoes and socks. It has been far from unconformable. The cold water from the Peruvian coast cooled us down very nicely.  But now we are in nobodies land as it feels. The trade winds are trying hard to leave a good impression but know their job is nearly done. There is no distinguished current and the clouds have been of all day.

We dont complain! We are eager to make the boat move as well as possible. Trimming the sails and bringing the art of helming down to perfection! As gracefully as the Sooty Shearwater, the little Tecla glides with out moving her wings. She seems to know the way for she does not need much encouragement! Time is spent telling stories of travels far and wide. We get to know are shipmate well. We have bought little beach towels with Galapagos wild live on them to hang in front of the cabins entrance. This way the doors stay open and the cabin fresh and cool. The light fabric makes them lift in the gentle breeze down stairs, and the green color has an air of tropical comfort. We know the times are changing but still enjoy the privilege of sleeping under a light sheet with the door open in a cool breeze. All is well.

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