Endurance test

Endurance test, 26^th July

We are now few degrees below the equator, having endured twelve days without seeing any land, only one boat, a few birds, and, today, a dead flying fish and a school of porpoises. No wonder, we have found little to write about. The days roll into one another, without apparent divisions. Weekends are as the same weekdays, nights, days. At 17.56 precisely, our course will be altered from East North East to North Easter as we move through the two hundred mile exclusion zone around the Galapagos Islands, heading for Panama. Tomorrow at 5am we cross the Equator. But the weather is far from equatorial and we have experienced rough weather, only now beginning to abate, almost all the way from New Zealand. Who’d fly by boat?