Ah....a fine trip. Very strange and erratic winds. We ate some good curries, record garlic consumption, and relentless discussions on physics, mythology, catamarans, junks, steel, song and poem interpretation, hermeunitics (lit crit), and on and on. One of my favorite lines of the trip is as follows: "a straight line is nothing but a circle with an infinate radius" Don't fear, I don't get it either, but I think it is true anyway.
We had every sort of weather: a light gale to dead calm, and every wind in between. More than our share of light winds though, beat up my sails a bit. Shame that.
The stangest thing was that at one point we were accosted by porpoises. It is hard to describe what they were doing or why. But they were bumping the boat, literally hitting us with, I suppose, their heads. It was a pod of the biggest porpoises I've ever seen--at least twelve feet long, big.
Why bump the boat like that? Were they mad? We had just started trailing a fishing line. Were they warning us, teasing us, playing with us, flirting with us??? I can't say, but no dolphin or whale has ever hit me intentionally. And they did it ten to fifteen times. Strange and slightly unnerving. It was loud.
No close calls with freight or fishers.
I studied the stars and really really enjoyed learning the progressions of the constellations, loved how they matched up so closely with Greek mythology: Orion chasing the Pleides, and being followed by his dog Sirius and the scorpion he had fought.
The first thing I did on arriving to the Philippines was to buy two hamburgers, which cost me a whole $ 0.60, and a coke, which cost me $0.20. I was satisfied