2 out of 5

2 out of 5

Today, 24 Feb at 1406 local time (UTC+1) at 41 08S 20 00E, I passed under Cape Agulhas, the southernmost tip of Africa. Officially, I am in the Indian Ocean.

A few simple, non-descript words and my world is completely and utterly different. Even the sea around me smells different than just a day ago.

With so much attention and focus on the weather and the boat, there is precious little time for reflection. Standing in the cockpit this afternoon, sextant and navigational notes in hand, I was suddenly struck by how different and exotic this ocean is to me. It is the farthest and the hardest to get to from BC. The monsoons here have no counterpart in BC. The cyclones here are unheard of in BC. And other than scalpers at Canucks games, we have no pirates in BC.

I am glad to be here and out of the South Atlantic. I can tell you now and most assuredly, I will be gladder still to be out of here. It is, to put it bluntly, a dangerous place with water temperature extremes that fuel regular and sometimes severe storms. With luck, I can slip through unnoticed by gatekeepers and on my way in the Pacific before they realize one got away.

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