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Halfway Day

Today, Day 10, around dinner time, we crossed the half way point. To celebrate, we made a coconut carrot cake (with no recipe — why don’t we have a cookbook on board…?), which was delicious.

It’s been a beautiful day, the breeze a little cool, the blues of the ocean and sky seeming to have extra richness. The wind has been light. These light winds can be frustrating, but today I didn’t much care, as it was a joy just to be gliding smoothly along at a tranquil six knots.

Tim took the relative calm as an opportunity to work on our port engine, which acted up the day we left the Galapagos. (We had a two minute conversation about turning back, but we figured we didn’t really need the engine for the ensuing three weeks, and repairs in French Polynesia seem equally plausible as repairs in the Galapagos.) We have diesel getting into the engine oil. Our hypothesis is that the fuel lift pump diaphram has failed (a common problem, according to our Calder reference book). We have a spare, and switching to the spare was Tim’s project today. He seems to have been successful, but it will be another day for the gasket goo to harden before we can try it. He couldn’t detect any problem with the old pump that he removed though, so we may need another hypothesis…

Bill took the relative calm as an opportunity to put an adhesive patch on our torn screecher. We’ve been using the big sail in stronger winds than it was designed for, and we got a two foot long tear in it. Now it is patched, but we’re not sure how strong the patch adhesive will be, so we will only be using the sail in very light winds. (Our winds are mostly light, but they come and go. When they come, they tend to be too much for the screecher.)

I baked bread and the Halfway Cake.

Being half way it was Bill’s opportunity to say if he wanted to switch night watches with me, so he could do the early watch, and I take on the middle of the night watch. But he says he is happy with the present schedule, which suits me just fine.

So I’m on my night watch (now 7:30 – 11:30 by our local “boat time”). And it’s a beautiful night. Just enough chill in the wind for a fleece over the T-shirt/shorts. Intense stars. No moon. Venus low in the western sky casting a reflected glow on the ocean. The bowl of the big dipper pointing toward the North Star, now well below our horizon. Opposite it the Southern Cross pointing at the empty space where the “South Star” would be if there was one. The Milky Way rather dim in the north, and growing brighter in the south, and brightest just before the Southern Cross, then petering out at our southern horizon. And what’s that faint glow about 20 degrees west of the Milky Way, and maybe 20 degrees away from the south celestial pole — no individual stars there but a definite patch of lightness? It must be a cluster of an unimaginable number of stars, and unimaginable distance away…?

An occasional shooting star. Not many, though. And THERE, a star is moving! A satellite heading south right past Orion’s belt. Funny how it is hard to spot satellites, but then suddenly one jumps out at you. At least, that’s my experience. This one passes behind the jib. I don’t want to move from my reclined position on the cockpit seat, so I wait what I estimate is the right interval and then try to find it again on the other side of the jib. But even when I know it must be there, I can’t spot it.

While thinking of things celestial, it is equinox time, which drives home the point that we will increasingly be looking to the north at the sun. Disorienting for a Northerner like me!

Cookies

Cookies
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Fresh food and a hot shower. From past experience, these are the things I have missed after a week or so at sea, that were the plus side of arriving somewhere. If not for those benefits, I’d have preferred that the passage not end.

And these benefits are calling to me now. But their song is not so compelling as in the past. The reason is that we have amenities that I’ve never had on my boats before: a refrigerator, a freezer, and a water maker. Okay, I’ve had a fridge on past boats, but never one that we relied on for an ocean crossing.

It’s true that we are running out of fresh fruits and vegetables. But our freezer is well stocked with meats and cheese. We have fresh baked bread. We have cold beer and soft drinks. Sure, a good dinner at a restaurant sounds delightful, but I wouldn’t trade it for tonight’s beautiful sail under the stars in the warm breeze. I do miss having a regular supply of cookies…

And with a water maker we can use water much more freely than if we were limited to what we started with in our tanks. So we can take showers. Not like showers ashore, but at least a fresh water rinse every couple of days, to get off the salt. It’s wonderful!

So upon completion of our 3,000 miles, will I be happy to arrive, or disappointed that we have to stop? Not sure yet. I suppose it will be both, as in the past. Sorry to see it end, and happy to have cookies!

Field Trip!

Jimmy arranged for a bus to take most of the Odyssey participants to see the Panama Canal expansion project, to go to Panama City, to see Balboa (where the Canal begins/ends at the Pacific side) and to meet the president of the Panama Canal Authority. Bill volunteered to stay at the boat to meet with people scheduled to assist us; Tim and I went on the bus.

First a little background. The Panama Canal was completed 100 years ago (after decades of work, and horrendous loss of life to disease — I’m told “The Path Between the Seas” is a fascinating book about it, though I haven’t read it). The Canal is 48 miles long. It runs approximately north/south; the north end is the Atlantic/Caribbean side, south is the Pacific. The path makes use of a large lake that was created via dams as part of the canal project. There are locks at each end of the Canal, to raise vessels up about eighty-five feet to the level of the Gatun Lake. The lake also supplies the water to operate the locks.

The dimensions of the locks (and to a lesser extent the clearance of the bridge at the Pacific end) determine maximum size of a ship that can transit. The design of some ships is based on these dimensions, and such ships are called “Panamax.” While a Panamax ship is big (close to 1000 feet long, 106 feet wide, with a draft of 41 feet), much larger ships exist that cannot transit the Canal.

A project is underway to build new, larger locks alongside the existing ones, to accommodate larger ships. (And to facilitate maintenance of the old locks, since it will become possible to close them down when needed, without closing the Canal entirely.) It was hoped that the project could be completed in 2014 for the 100th anniversary of the original Canal opening, but naturally there have been some delays. It is now expected that construction will complete this year, and it will open for commercial use next year. End of background.

Jimmy had arranged for us to visit the construction site of the new Atlantic-side locks. Shortly before the trip, he was informed that we would not be allowed to enter the site. But Jimmy has connections, and he called a person in a high place who once said, “If you ever need anything in Panama, call me…” Apparently he meant it, because within minutes our trip was back on track.

Our bus route required that we drive across the existing canal. At the Atlantic end there is no permanent bridge (yet), so driving across is accomplished via a one-lane movable bridge that is swung into place when a ship is not passing.

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As it happened, just as we were crossing the lock doors were closing on a Panamax ship, so this photo from the bus gives you a sense of how it “just fits” into the old lock.

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On to the construction site of the new north-side locks. Jimmy introduces Dave Wilson, who is his friend, an American ex-pat, a sailor who fell in love with Panama while living on his boat, and a project manager for the construction effort. We keep Dave busy for the next hour or two with endless questions. But first we all must don hard hats and high visibility vests.

Jimmy Cornell and Dave Wilson
Jimmy Cornell and Dave Wilson

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From this vantage point we see a set of three huge retaining pools that will be used to hold the water released from a lock as a ship descends, so the water can be re-used to fill another lock. This design (which has been used for hundreds of years, but not at this scale!) will allow the new/large locks to operate with about the same amount of water loss (from the lake) as the old locks, yet the new ones will accommodate three times more tonnage of cargo in the transiting ship(s).

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This leads to some environmental impact thoughts. Of course the water concern is more about retaining the expected depth of the lake, to accommodate the large ships, than it is about the environment, yet the project design seems to include a serious focus on the environment. For example, for every tree cut to make way for the new channel, two were planted. And a contractor was hired for the sole purpose of moving individual animals, from spiders to crocodiles, away from the construction area.

[Dave tells the story of what the process is for relocating a crocodile, which might be up to 20′ long. First a lasso is gotten around the head or tail. Then a second lasso around the other end. Then several more lines around legs, or whatever. A loop is tied around the jaws, and 4 or 5 men jump on the animal’s back — it cannot run with this added weight. Then the legs are “hog tied,” and the animal can be moved to the new location. At that point the process is reversed, more or less, except that the men remain on the back to prevent its running…until all lines are removed. Then on the count of three, the men RUN!]

[As an aside, here’s a question that I found mentally challenging,  regarding water usage in the locks.  Does it require more water to move a few small yachts through the Canal than it does to transit a Panamax ship…?  As Tom and Ray used to say, write your answer on a twenty dollar bill and mail it to us!]

We drive in the bus down to the lake-end of the new locks.  We’re on a narrow strip of land with Gatun Lake on one side…

Gatun Lake, with a few ships in transit.
Gatun Lake, with a few ships in transit.

On the other side we are looking down into the length of the new locks.  Dave explains that where we are standing is the “Gatun plug,” and it has been the source of perhaps the most sleepless nights of the project. It is this strip of land that will be excavated last, and until then  it is preventing Gatun Lake from draining into the new locks (potentially killing workers, destroying some of the work, and draining the lake such that it would require several years of rainfall for it to fill back in after a new plug were constructed). The “plug” has been reinforced with concrete shafts, and is constantly monitored for any sign of leaks. As anyone knows who has built dams on the beach, if a leak gets started the dam will wash away, with little hope of stopping it.

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Looking back at the Gatun plug.

One of the notable features of the locks is the “gates.” Instead of having swinging/opposing pairs of gates, like the old locks, the new locks have massive gates that slide across the channel (and which can be moved into different recesses for maintenance purposes). The gates were built in Italy. They weigh up to 4000 tons each! One hundred feet tall, 180 feet wide, 10+ feet thick. Four gates were secured upright on the deck of a ship to transport them from Italy, and a special dock was constructed in Colon to unload them. Here is one of the gates on its way to being inserted into its slot in the side of the lock. The truck on its way down to the bottom gives some sense of the scale, but the car further on down the bottom of the lock makes the size even more clear.

3500+ TON gate on its way to its new home.
3500+ TON gate on its way to its new home.
The visitor center, kind of like the sky lounge at the airport.
The visitor center, kind of like the sky lounge at the airport.
BPOer Norm used to do this stuff for a living, din't he?
Odyssey participant Norm used to do this stuff for a living, didn’t he?

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Back on the bus, Dave tells us that “if they don’t stop us” we’re going to now drive down into the locks! We will be one of the first to “transit” the new canal. They don’t stop us.

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The lock gate/door.
The lock gate/door.
The side slot that will hold the door when in the open position.
The side slot that will hold the door when in the open position.
One of the doors already in its slot.
One of the doors already in its slot.

Jimmy presents Dave with a BPO plaque, and we give Dave a big round of applause. What an amazing and unique experience!

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Back on the bus, and across the isthmus to Panama City. (We make a quick stop at a bank with ATMs so a dozen people can get much-needed cash. Panama uses the American dollar for currency, which makes things a little easier, but always more cash is needed than planned…) Then on to the old part of the city, where we take an hour to explore on foot.

Panama City (new)
Panama City (new)
With the new city behind us, we walk into the old Panama City.
With the new city behind us, we walk into the old Panama City.

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Back in the bus…

The 'spiral building' made me think of Cerner, even though the building is of course not a double helix.
The ‘spiral building’ made me think of Cerner, even though the building is of course not a double helix.

…to Balboa next, so we can see where we will be when we exit the Canal.

The Bridge of the Americas; effectively the Pacific end of the Canal.
The Bridge of the Americas; effectively the Pacific end of the Canal.
Ships anchored in the distance, off the Pacific end of the Canal.
Ships anchored in the distance, off the Pacific end of the Canal.

Then after a short stop at a lousy cafeteria (and changing from shorts to “dress” pants), we’re on to meet with El Presidente of the Canal Authority. I considered taking a nap in the air conditioned bus, and skipping this meeting. But I’m very glad I didn’t! We met around a very official-looking conference table, with one person from each crew at the table, and others in chairs around the room. Enter senor Jorge Luis Quijano, who is a delightful guy and speaks fluent English (studied in Texas). After some pleasantries about sailing he asked if we had any questions. Tim (naturally) says, “I have a controversial one… Nicaragua…?”

I skipped Nicaragua in my introduction. They are (maybe) building a canal to compete with the Panama Canal. Our host had obviously addressed this issue many times, and it was interesting to hear what he had to say about it. The Panama Canal is a huge part of the Panamanian economy — extremely profitable, so of course they are paying attention to all the alternatives. There is the possibility of ships using the Northwest Passage. But despite the effects of climate change, this remains a risky proposition, where a ship might approach the area only find that the route is closed. Or worse, find themselves caught in the ice. There is Cape Horn, but that is very far out of the way, as well as being plagued by severe storms. And there is “the other way around.” I.e., travel from China to the US East Coast by sailing west, via the Suez Canal, instead of east via Panama. The latter option, especially, is primarily a time/cost/fuel financial calculation. Big ships, by the way, pay more than a quarter million dollars to transit the Panama Canal transit.

Senor Quijano was very diplomatic about the Nicaragua project. It will require excavating 10 times the amount of earth excavated in Panama in total over the past 130 years. The Panama Authority has a pretty good idea, based on very recent experience, what it takes to dig a big ditch. The Nicaragua schedule is to build it in five years. Senor Quijano says to accomplish that they would have to import half a million Chinese, and build all parts of it at once, which would add many challenges. And he asserts that there is not sufficient demand to support two canals, so if another one is built they will have a price competition, and thus the financial return expected in Nicaragua would probably not be realized. I am making no assertions about any of this, but I found what he had to say extremely interesting.

We then presented him with a Blue Planet Odyssey plaque, promised that Jimmy would invite him to his boat when Aventura arrives in March, and thanked him profusely for meeting with us. We all lined up in front of the room’s mural of the Canal for a group photo. (The official photos might show up on the BPO web site soon.) Senor Quijano then surprised us by presenting each of us with a “Canal de Panama” cap. Cool!  Back on the bus, we sit in city traffic for an hour, and then an hour on the highway back “home” to Shelter Bay. Long day. Fabulous day!