May a ship not
be the fastest of all vehicles, the constant speed of about 13 knots is
sufficient to bring us closer and closer to the Equator now. We are eating
latitudes every day, very soon we will have to ask permission from Neptune to
cross the magic line.
But until it
comes to this, the daily life on board continues. The old explorers report that
the surplus of time on their hands led to emphasize the little events and make
them count. So everybody finds something to do (or to despair about, like with
the jigsaw puzzle with a lot of sky and water of just the same color in it...)
The friendly
heat that is around us helps to take things as they come, nobody has an
interest in moving overly fast.
And there is
the meals of course - punctuating the day from breakfast to barbecue, with a
bit of a treat here and there, like the waffles.
But you can
also learn something useful. Our famous sailor Henryk finds a lot of pleasure
in showing us the works of the sextant, basic instrument of navigators since
centuries (and still in use on FRAM, every officer knows how to use it).
It's all about
bringing the sun down onto the horizon; simple as it may sound, it takes quite
some practice.
Well, a little
later the sun comes down to the horizon totally by itself, and in the evening
we see the continuation of the Atlantic Games, here with one happy team and one
politely smiling team...
So, now we are
really heading out into the open.
