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Crew morale has been a bit low since the spinnaker incident.
We always talk about how far we’ve come since we moved aboard, but a lot of the time it seems like two steps forward and one step back. We’d like to think of ourselves as good captains, but we have only successfully flown our spinnaker a few times. We play around with the idea that potential careers and kitty-filling endeavors would revolve around sailing (assuming we aren’t sick of it by the end of our circumnavigation). It’s a big hit to our ego – we need the confidence to depend on each other and make our crew of two work.
And of course, this spinnaker destruction comes at the worst time. We have a 3-week passage ahead of us to reach French Polynesia, entirely forecasted for light winds directly behind us. Ideally, we’d do what we should have done in the first place – buy a parasailor. However, getting a parasailor now is difficult and expensive. We’ve just had major expenses (Panama Canal and Galapagos, plus a thorough stocking of supplies), and we’ve got to stop hemorrhaging our money. Our cruising kitty is NOT happy.
So, we are not going to replace our spinnaker. Not now, and maybe not ever.
At least we are making progress. We are officially the furthest west we’ve ever been on Starry Horizons. Slow steps towards our goal of circumnavigating. We are also approaching the equator, to change our status from pollywogs to shell backs.
Otherwise, things are fine here. The wind is light. We are currently wing on wing with our genoa. We had a generator day today, so we’ve topped off our water tanks and even enjoyed some air conditioning.
Thanks for reading my venting….I’m dreaming of sea lions, penguins, and Galapagos tortoises!