[password] Ridingmore[position] 00 00.00N 842 05.5W
[weather] 10-15 SW cloudy with a slight swell from Chile keeping us moving[speed] 7-8 knots and smoking on a tight reach[status] The equator!!!! The Deckie, the Dutch, Seaman Sal and Salty all cross for the first time!! 1320 local time, Seaman Sal gave us the countdown, and we submitted to Neptune, played dually by our gnome Dave, and by Salty, pressups were undertaken, rum was drunk and shared with the sea, and hair was sacrificed for the betterment of all! Actually several rums were had and frivolity ensued! And the Deckie put together a wonderous ode to the experience!
Poem for Neptine for crossing the equator
Oh Neptune, great god and king of the sea,
At least thats what I think you are, but to be fair I didn't do Greek history,
We give thanks for your waves that have been real nice, except for the ones that make our bowel motions visit us twice,
Dunno if you're in charge of the winds too, if so thanks for the lack of duldrums- thats out of the blue,
So chur big hairy man for whats been a pretty sweet ride, thanks for carrying us along on your equatorial tide,
Soon we reach Galapagos, I heard thats also where you hang out, if we see you there, there's a drink on us- our shout,
PS I think you're the ultimate hipster, that beard is outstanding,
I've now made this very hard to end; I hate shandy
Deckie L on the MC :)
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If you want to build a ship, don't drum up people to collect wood and don't assign them tasks and work, but rather teach them to long for the endless immensity of the sea.