[password] beavis
[position] 03 31.95S 106 20.14E
[weather] 12-15 South - right on our nose
[speed] 4.0
[heading] 182M
[status] Headwinds and countercurrent - clawing our way along.
[END]
We must free ourselves of the hope that the sea will ever rest. We must learn to sail in high winds.