Last night, before the early morning clouds rolled in, the stars were good enough to make out individual reds and blues and to see the full majestic sweep of the Milky Way. Today, having again spent the night rolling about under genoa only, its the 2nd last day at sea and a party atmosphere has already started. The spanish phrase books are out. Mike did baked plantain on tortilla for breakfast, so that will stop us all eating for the next few days, or may start us doing something else. Tom is back keeping his watch. Close encounters with 800 ft long tankers are becoming more common as we are now only 150 miles out from Panama. Felicity J has active AIS which we have found excellent for being seen and getting out of the way. By the way, the main port city at the left bank is Colon, a bit of a dodhgy place we hear, and we are thinking of having t-shirts printed saying ‘Welcome to Colon – great place for passing through’ or some such. Apart from tiny flying fish, absolutely no wildlife for 2 days, but we are looking forward to monkeys, sloths, parrots, alligators, and turtles in Panama. Perhaps other darker forms of wildlife as well. Heard today that WorldARC rally is also passing through the only entrance marina at the same time as us so there may not be a spare berth. Could mean anchoring out in the bay which certainly would be a pain in the colon all right.
MB looks like a hairy scarecrow, sporting Rasta beads and armlet and no haircut for 4 months. Standards are falling fast. Exciting days ahead, particularly if we get the chance of doing a Panama Canal transit before we have to fly back to our various places. Tootle Pip folks.
Mike B of Raparee (Doing Panama delivery on Felicity J)
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