Marquesas Transit

Except for a LOT of water, there really was not much to see between Mexico and the Marquesas but we did take a few pics.

For those of you obsessed with K’s plastic pants we’ll get this right out of the way:

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There are about 3 perspectives on a long crossing with only two people. The on-watch person sits in the stern seat and watches the feet of the off-watch sleeper.

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The off-watch person wakes up and checks on the on-watch person in the stern seat.

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And either person could be found sweating in the nav station hot box, checking the nav software, writing email, or playing electronic mah-jong solitaire.

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Occasionally one of us would make a crazy excursion out on the deck (clipped in, of course).

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Sometimes it got so boring the S would stick her head in a bucket just for fun (or to wash her hair) and K would call her “Ole Bucket Head” (but not to her face).

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We did have a pet booby for several days. We (K) immediately named him Boomby… Boomby Boomrider.

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Boomby would spend hours working on his feathers and then fly around and catch flying fish spooked by our passing. His feathers were a terrible mess for some reason and we were glad he found us 1,000’s of miles form the nearest land.

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He became very comfortable in his spot on the boom and with suprisingly grippy webbed feet could ride the mainsail outhaul line in and out like a moving sidewalk as we reefed and unreefed.  He tried to sit on the solar panels but they were, quite comically, like an ice rink for him, so he resigned himself to his perch on the outhaul.

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We expected to have him forever and told him “we’ll ride together til Kingdom Come” but it was not meant to be and he went about his business one day. 

But we can’t resist one more ridiculous boobie picture:

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We had dozens of flying fish but they don’t make good pets. They’re a lot like Marilyn Monroe because they live their lives like a candle in the waves, never knowing where to jump to when the boat comes by. We would have like to have known them but they were usually all dried up in the morning.  (We got to the point of thinking this was funny sometime during Week 3 at sea.)  This one’s wee, but not even the smallest we one we had.

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There was a small party at the equator, S put on some funny goggles and got out a super hero screaming monkey that K had no idea we had. We all posed with the GPS as proof the we are not “Crowhursting” around in Sequim, photoshopping pictures of the Olympic foothills and posting fake position reports.

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There were many clear nights below the southern sky and a sunset just about every night.

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09°45.58’S 138°43.81’W 10-Apr-10 02:30 PDT

2 Responses to “Marquesas Transit”

  1. Grace says:

    Hey Guys! Love reading your blogs. Sue, you look awesome! I will see if this goes thru before I write some more. Love ya!

  2. Tammy says:

    Hello Strangers and lovers of the sea,

    I just stumbled upon your blog, and I have to say – it is the best one I have found. We are headed out to sea – leaving from Ventura, Ca in September, following a similar path as yours perhaps. So thanks for all the great tips, and your photos…. make me want to leave now! What kind of camera are you using? For the underwater shots too? Keep your advise coming, and pass on how to make your stove top pizza please!! YUM!
    Very best wishes, fair winds and fantastic anchorages,
    Tammy Finnerty