Stupidity may be the greatest sin for the general run of humanity (according to Oscar Wilde, I think?). But focusing on means, rather than ends, is the greatest sin both for sailing writers and for sailors in general.
Some people can write entertainingly about sailboat maintenance, but I don't even try.
So I'll just refer you to this picture to the right, vintage yesterday, from the engine room of Galactic.
That would be our engine, off its mounts and hanging on end.
I won't go into any details, of course. I will forbear from over-sharing.
|The crew, ready to go crabbing|
|Bits of the engine on deck in Puerto Montt|
And if you are one of my science colleagues, wondering when I am going to come through with a promised bit of collaborative work - well, I'm sure I'm up to date on that front, without anything outstanding. But if I've forgotten something, please forbear.
And, if you're a regular reader of the blog, perhaps someone who is nursing their own plans to follow the salty dream, and you're wondering when we're going to get to los canales already, wondering when the blog will be saturated with photos of the towering spires and ice-encumbered waters of Patagonia - well, they're coming. A delightful Dutch/Spanish crew (the other crazy people heading South in the winter) just left Puerto Montt yesterday, and we hope to soon do the same.
Meanwhile, I'll offer some pics from the final days of our month in the Chiloé region to close:
|South American sea lions - lobos de un pelo|
|Wing 'n wing and reefed down|
|Sunrise with forest fire smoke|