<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301</id><updated>2011-07-28T23:20:15.466-05:00</updated><category term='immersion suit'/><category term='Jackson Square'/><category term='emergency duties'/><category term='breakwater'/><category term='crane'/><category term='wichita'/><category term='basketball'/><category term='kansas'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='sea sickness'/><category term='photo ID'/><category term='Houston ship channel'/><category term='European calendar'/><category term='birds'/><category term='hard hat'/><category term='stenseth'/><category term='phone'/><category term='safety'/><category term='library'/><category term='crew'/><category term='duties'/><category term='fresh macaroons'/><category term='muster station'/><category term='minnesota'/><category term='iowa'/><category term='watches'/><category term='dining'/><category term='Galveston'/><category term='driving'/><category term='cruise'/><category term='dale'/><category term='reading'/><category term='Rickmers logo'/><category term='slop chest'/><category term='navigation'/><category term='taxi'/><category term='cabin size'/><category term='austin'/><category term='bridge'/><category term='French Quarter'/><category term='peir'/><category term='minneapolis'/><category term='world'/><category term='stevedore'/><category term='houston'/><category term='swells'/><category term='pilot'/><category term='freighter'/><category term='jakarta'/><category term='sea bird'/><category term='vibration'/><category term='adventure'/><category term='cargo'/><category term='drills'/><category term='under way'/><category term='officers'/><category term='odyssey'/><category term='escape pod'/><category term='texas'/><category term='oklahoma'/><category term='Mississippi River channel'/><category term='oil platform'/><category term='St. Louis Cathedral'/><category term='time zones'/><category term='maris'/><category term='kansus'/><category term='Caribbean'/><category term='colache'/><category term='barge'/><category term='rickmers'/><category term='reposition'/><category term='satellite'/><category term='Atlantic Ocean'/><category term='New Orleans'/><category term='missouri'/><category term='gulf of Mexico'/><title type='text'>Dale's Freighter Cruise</title><subtitle type='html'>This is my journal, as I traveled around the world on a working freighter.  My 4 month journey began in Houston, Texas on October 16th, 2008 and ended exactly where it started, on February 21st, 2009.   Because I did not have internet access, special thanks to Dave and Laura, who cleaned up what I beamed in by satellite.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;small&gt;Copyright © 2008-2009 Dale Stenseth All rights reserved.&lt;/small&gt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>147</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-6281031807276912813</id><published>2011-06-17T18:49:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T13:05:25.860-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday, 6/17/2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/dp/B0056J1ECI"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; padding: 0px 5px 0px 0px;" width="140" height="209" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4yN6aTk7ONg/ThZq-rO0j0I/AAAAAAAAAKI/PXtA-Gvm-JQ/s200/ebookcover.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The eBook version is now available from the &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/dp/B0056J1ECI"&gt;Amazon Kindle Store&lt;/a&gt; for USD 1.99.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The paperback version is available &lt;br /&gt;at &lt;a href="http://www.hclib.org"&gt;Hennepin County Library&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-6281031807276912813?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/6281031807276912813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/6281031807276912813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2011/06/friday-6172011.html' title='Friday, 6/17/2011'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4yN6aTk7ONg/ThZq-rO0j0I/AAAAAAAAAKI/PXtA-Gvm-JQ/s72-c/ebookcover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-2444652237680224330</id><published>2009-06-21T17:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T22:28:16.167-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday 6/21/09</title><content type='html'>Sold the satellite phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stenseth.org/data/books_world_travel.html"&gt;Suggested Reading List for world travelers.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-2444652237680224330?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/2444652237680224330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/2444652237680224330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2009/06/sunday-62109.html' title='Sunday 6/21/09'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-3327743402177139124</id><published>2009-04-09T18:14:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T19:48:37.185-05:00</updated><title type='text'>April update</title><content type='html'>My book, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Freighter Odyssey - Around the World in 130 Days&lt;/span&gt;, has been published and submitted to the Library of Congress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Rickmers Jakarta is in Asia now.  Many of us still follow it each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of 4/24/09, 7:45 PM CST, Passenger George is back home in Singapore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-3327743402177139124?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/3327743402177139124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/3327743402177139124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2009/04/april-update.html' title='April update'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-9167506522122831956</id><published>2009-02-25T10:13:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T09:17:58.250-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 130+3 Home</title><content type='html'>Tuesday, 2/24/2009, partly cloudy and cold.&lt;p&gt;I got a much needed haircut before 8 am.  Next stop was the Lenox Senior Men&amp;#39;s weekly breakfast to see friends.&lt;p&gt;My truck needed 30,000 mile maintenance and an oil change.  The dealer took care of that during the middle of the day.&lt;p&gt;I have opened my email and updated my main web pages, but have much&lt;br&gt;more work to do.  Started working on the Honey-do list, fixing a pipe leak.&lt;p&gt;My suitcases are unpacked and stored, and the rest of my laundry is washed and put away.&lt;p&gt;I have found a low cost vanity publisher to print 100 copies of my&lt;br&gt;blog, so I need to finish editing.&lt;p&gt;Need to do the taxes and catch up on the snail mail and everything&lt;br&gt;else.&lt;p&gt;The freighter cruise has been a great adventure.  I enjoyed the trip&lt;br&gt;very much.  I miss the officers and crew, and the stimulating&lt;br&gt;mealtime converstions with my fellow passengers Dieter and George.&lt;br&gt;I will continue to follow George&amp;#39;s blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-9167506522122831956?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/9167506522122831956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/9167506522122831956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2009/02/day-1303-home.html' title='Day 130+3 Home'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-5382994571282244210</id><published>2009-02-25T10:13:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T09:13:53.295-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 130+2 Kansas, Missouri, Iowa, Minnesota</title><content type='html'>Monday, 2/23/2009, sunny, cold and clear.&lt;p&gt;Up at 5:45, I continue north.  Sometime during the day, I lost one&lt;br&gt;of my truck keys.  Probably left it on a counter somewhere.&lt;p&gt;Part of I-35 in Kansas is a tollway.  The exit to the non-toll road&lt;br&gt;is not well marked, and I miss it.  This is no accident.  Kansas&lt;br&gt;likes it if people stay on the tollway all the waysto Kansas City.&lt;p&gt;The roads and country are more familiar.  North of Des Moines,&lt;br&gt;there is snow cover on the ground, but the roads are dry.  In&lt;br&gt;northern Iowa, the windmills are turning in the wind, generating&lt;br&gt;megawatts.  I arrived home at 5 pm.&lt;p&gt;It is nice be home, and my wife is happy to see me a day earlier&lt;br&gt;than planned.  Before bed, I update my computers with security&lt;br&gt;patches and 41 Windows patches which have accumulated over the last&lt;br&gt;4 months.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-5382994571282244210?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/5382994571282244210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/5382994571282244210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2009/02/day-1302-kansas-missouri-iowa-minnesota.html' title='Day 130+2 Kansas, Missouri, Iowa, Minnesota'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-6333500663052042142</id><published>2009-02-25T10:13:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T10:15:18.036-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 130+1 Texas, Oklahoma, and Kansas</title><content type='html'>Sunday, 2/22/2009, sunny and clear.&lt;p&gt;Woke at 5:30 am.  Drove toward San Antonio to have breakfast with a&lt;br&gt;Navy friend from VAP 61 squadron on Guam.  Ernie met me halfway&lt;br&gt;between Austin and San Antonio, and paid for breakfast.  We ate at&lt;br&gt;a Cracker Barrel.&lt;p&gt;I was headed north toward home on I-35 by 9:15 am.  Near mile&lt;br&gt;marker 300, I noticed a collection of nostalgic, old gasoline&lt;br&gt;station pumps on the east side, rusting away.  Just before I left&lt;br&gt;Texas, I noticed a horse ranch to the east of the freeway.  One&lt;br&gt;side of the entry gate was a large red brick structure in the shape&lt;br&gt;of a horse&amp;#39;s head.&lt;p&gt;Even with the low oil prices, I noticed that oil pumps were still&lt;br&gt;pumping in Texas, Oklahoma, and Kansas.  While I was gone, gasoline&lt;br&gt;in Texas was as low as $1.39 per gallon.  On my return trip, I paid&lt;br&gt;between $1.79 and $1.63 per gallon.&lt;p&gt;I arrived in Wichita at 6:30 pm and stayed in the same Motel 7.&lt;br&gt;It is cold here.  After dinner, I called home, channel surfed&lt;br&gt;through all the channels, and went to bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-6333500663052042142?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/6333500663052042142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/6333500663052042142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2009/02/day-1301-texas-oklahoma-and-kansas.html' title='Day 130+1 Texas, Oklahoma, and Kansas'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-2435448866516069545</id><published>2009-02-25T10:13:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T10:13:53.045-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 130 Houston, TX, USA</title><content type='html'>Saturday, 2/21/2009, overcast.&lt;p&gt;After breakfast, I retrieved my passport and vaccination card from&lt;br&gt;the ship&amp;#39;s office and the Captain.  I said my goodbyes and finished&lt;br&gt;packing.&lt;p&gt;My friend Jack arrived with my truck shortly after noon.  I gave&lt;br&gt;him a tour of some of the parts of the ship which he did not see on&lt;br&gt;his first visit.&lt;p&gt;I enjoyed driving again.  Back in Austin, we went to downtown where&lt;br&gt;my truck had been stored so Jack could retrieve his vehicle.&lt;p&gt;At Jack&amp;#39;s house, I packed my truck.  Before my departure, I had&lt;br&gt;left a few items in Jack&amp;#39;s house, like my winter coat.&lt;p&gt;We had an early dinner.  I had a 6 oz. steak, a salad, a large&lt;br&gt;baked potato, and half a bottle of good red wine.  Then we went to&lt;br&gt;see an excellent presentation of &amp;#39;Les Miserables&amp;#39;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-2435448866516069545?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/2435448866516069545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/2435448866516069545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2009/02/day-130-houston-tx-usa.html' title='Day 130 Houston, TX, USA'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-4378132095503461255</id><published>2009-02-20T19:16:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T22:20:56.274-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 129 Gulf of Mexico</title><content type='html'>Friday, 2/20/2009, sunny and clear.  Last night: Actual departure from New Orleans was 8 pm.  Transit time down the Mississippi River was 7 hours.  Since it took 10 hours to go up the river, that means the river current must be about 1-1/2 mph.  The stars were bright.  After the ship cleared the river, many lights from oil platforms were visible.  Today, many more oil platforms were visible.  There were white caps earlier.  That is a contrast to the many days with no white caps on our Pacific crossing.  Early this morning, I did my final load of laundry, until I get home.  I made my last trip to the focsl this afternoon.  The starboard main deck was full of dunnage, so I walked on the hatch covers for half the distance.  It was not a tee shirt day.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished the first cut of my photos, selecting 320 out of 1900.  Some are duplicates, but I have some more work to do, to get down to the 100 best for a presentation, and the 50 best for prints.  Tonight is my last night on the ship.  My instant coffee and Ritz crackers ran out today, so I will disembark tomorrow, Day 130.  I paid the Captain my Slop Chest charge of $16 for the last month and a half.  I thanked him for his kindness.  This has been an extraordinary trip.  I am reading &amp;#39;Invisible Prey&amp;#39;, by John Sanford.  I have reserved 15 minutes before bed time to pack.  This is my planned schedule, subject to weather or other events:  Arrive Houston City Docks, 0300 Saturday.  Disembark 1130.  Saturday night - Austin, TX Sunday - San Antonio, TX Monday night - Wichita, KS Tuesday night - home in Minnesota.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-4378132095503461255?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/4378132095503461255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/4378132095503461255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2009/02/day-129-gulf-of-mexico.html' title='Day 129 Gulf of Mexico'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-353062262682725548</id><published>2009-02-19T18:59:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T23:10:05.182-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 128 New Orleans</title><content type='html'>Thursday, 2/19/2009, sunny and clear, but gusty and chilly.  It is a quiet day on the ship.  Cargo work continues.  It is possible the ship will leave overnight.  It is interesting to watch the ships and barges go by on the river.  I selected and sorted photo images today.  I also created an index to help me associate the image number with the date and location.  I will finish reading &amp;#39;Simple Genius&amp;#39; by Baldacci tonight.  I am sipping a glass of Walmart wine called Menage a Trois.  It is a blend of Cabernet, Merlot, and Zinfandel, and is a little sweet for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-353062262682725548?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/353062262682725548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/353062262682725548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2009/02/day-128-new-orleans.html' title='Day 128 New Orleans'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-7257457021919675586</id><published>2009-02-18T19:45:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T23:19:23.328-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 127 New Orleans</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SZzrz-MsDbI/AAAAAAAAAIo/TFA0Cxeb26k/s1600-h/CargoHold.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SZzrz-MsDbI/AAAAAAAAAIo/TFA0Cxeb26k/s320/CargoHold.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304373739237674418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wednesday, 2/18/2009, hotter and humid.  It is tee shirt weather temporarily, and there are thunderstorm warnings.  The hotel was comfortable and quiet, and convenient to the French Quarter.  The complementary breakfast was good.  I walked throught the French Quarter again and took more pictures.  At Cafe Du Monde, I asked for chicory and French donuts.  I&amp;#39;m not sure they use chicory in their coffee anymore.  On the levee, I listened to parts of the lectures for 2 tourist groups before returning to the hotel.  We took a taxi to the Walmart near the port.  I bought a paper and replenished some supplies for my cabin and my drive home next week.   After a fastfood lunch, the agent brought us back to the ship.  This evening, a few of the crew have been able to get a ride out of the port.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The image today is one of the large cargo holds.  We usually can&amp;#39;t get close for safety reasons.  The cargo has been removed from the upper layer.  An adjustable pontoon floor is visible.  There is much much more cargo beneath the removable floor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-7257457021919675586?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/7257457021919675586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/7257457021919675586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2009/02/day-127-new-orleans.html' title='Day 127 New Orleans'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SZzrz-MsDbI/AAAAAAAAAIo/TFA0Cxeb26k/s72-c/CargoHold.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-1231677582136740795</id><published>2009-02-18T18:03:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T23:16:34.918-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 126 New Orleans</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SZzrGdgUvJI/AAAAAAAAAIg/aqWHZ0mEyf0/s1600-h/SunRiseInNewOrleans.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SZzrGdgUvJI/AAAAAAAAAIg/aqWHZ0mEyf0/s320/SunRiseInNewOrleans.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304372957367549074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tuesday, 2/17/2009, started cold and overcast, gradually warming with some sun.  The ship arrived around midnight.  We had been warned in advance about Homeland Security&amp;#39;s new port security policy.  It has been implemented in New Orleans, and meant we could no longer leave the ship unless escorted by a person with a special &amp;#39;TWC&amp;#39; card.  So, US citizens were confined to the ship for half a day, in a US port.  Homeland Security&amp;#39;s suggested solution is to pay a special escort service $100 each way.  That cost is a hardship for the crew, after having been at sea for 26days.  Fortunately the agents helped us, and fortunately, Houston doesn&amp;#39;t implement the new policy until April.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we arrived in the French Quarter in early afternoon, we walked around looking.  There are beads everywhere, on the ground and on traffic lights, with more for sale.  We found a restaurant and had a very good lunch.  There are not so many book stores in New Orleans.  We took the street car to a Borders store.  I replenished my dark chocolate supply.  Because of the port security hassle, we stayed in New Orleans overnight.  Had another good meal.  I had a small caesar salad, red beans and rice, and red wine.  The image is the Tuesday sunrise.  The ship&amp;#39;s cranes have been raised and are ready.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-1231677582136740795?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/1231677582136740795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/1231677582136740795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2009/02/day-126-new-orleans.html' title='Day 126 New Orleans'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SZzrGdgUvJI/AAAAAAAAAIg/aqWHZ0mEyf0/s72-c/SunRiseInNewOrleans.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-7906405970760224480</id><published>2009-02-17T19:01:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T19:04:34.380-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 126 New Orleans, LA</title><content type='html'>No entry tonight, Dale is partying in New Orleans before Marti Gras.  He'll be back tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-7906405970760224480?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/7906405970760224480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/7906405970760224480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2009/02/day-125-new-orleans-la.html' title='Day 126 New Orleans, LA'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05501216436146366916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G0tC9T9nmoU/SP0WfsHJLgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/DG7GZ2FgaHA/S220/4-07-06+019.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-5469645528025598484</id><published>2009-02-16T18:35:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T23:08:21.567-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 125 Mississippi River</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SZpGHz8NtTI/AAAAAAAAAIY/QfOKm_n4u1I/s1600-h/NewOrleansFrenchQtr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SZpGHz8NtTI/AAAAAAAAAIY/QfOKm_n4u1I/s320/NewOrleansFrenchQtr.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303628611197973810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Monday, 2/16/2009, partly sunny, turning to sunny and cold. 16 degrees C.  Last night, many lighted oil platforms were visible in the dark.  Because of their size, the platforms are not usually as close as they appear.  There were many more oil platforms today, until 1500 when the ship began the 10 hour trek up the Mississippi River to New Orleans.  There are many birds in the river and adjacent salt marshes.  I did not dance on the cargo hatch today.  It was too cold.  Supper was pork kabobs, fries and veggies.  A jar of peanut butter appeared at breakfast!  Because of schedule requirements and good luck, I am visiting New Orleans a second time, before I disembark in Houston in a few days.  The picture today is from my last visit to the French Quarter in October.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-5469645528025598484?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/5469645528025598484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/5469645528025598484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2009/02/day-125-mississippi-river.html' title='Day 125 Mississippi River'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SZpGHz8NtTI/AAAAAAAAAIY/QfOKm_n4u1I/s72-c/NewOrleansFrenchQtr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-5877481071864059434</id><published>2009-02-15T19:17:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T20:18:59.204-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 124 Galveston, TX</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SZjNAibhGiI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/xVAQTESZzXU/s1600-h/GalvestonHighWater.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 244px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SZjNAibhGiI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/xVAQTESZzXU/s320/GalvestonHighWater.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303213970354674210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sunday, overcast until 1400, then sunny.  Galveston was a short stop, only for unloading and crane inspection.  The ship tied up around 0400 and departed at 1800.  The hatch covers are almost bare of cargo.  Today was out first time off the ship since day 98 in Japan.  We walked through the gate around 0900.  We walked about a mile and a half, past 2 cruise ships, to &amp;#39;The Strand&amp;#39;, a historic business area.  After coffee at a Starbucks, where George got a connection and updated his blog, we walked to see the 1877 iron barque sailing ship, Elissa.  Afterwards, we ate lunch at a restaurant called Fisherman&amp;#39;s Wharf, with a view of the barque.  While we were eating, a man climbed up a mast and out on an arm, standing on the rat line, like the old sailors did.  He was doing some tensioning maintenance work.  I had an excellent shrimp caesar salad and a glass of red wine. Two cruise ships arrived after our ship arrived and left before our ship did.  There was a passenger turnover.  We walked past the long lines of waiting people.  When we got back to the Jakarta, there were no long lines.  There were no lines at all.  There are large birds around with a big beaks.  They crash into the water for food.  Also saw a single dolphin.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture today is a series of historic high water marks here in Galveston.  The blue mark is from September 2008.  Nine bricks above that is the mark for 1900.  Our ship will cross the Gulf of Mexico tonight and begin the 10 hour trip up the Mississippi channel to New Orleans.  I expect to dock after dark.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-5877481071864059434?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/5877481071864059434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/5877481071864059434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2009/02/day-124-galveston-tx.html' title='Day 124 Galveston, TX'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SZjNAibhGiI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/xVAQTESZzXU/s72-c/GalvestonHighWater.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-5691452944829604669</id><published>2009-02-14T18:56:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T21:53:52.679-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 123 Gulf of Mexico</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SZeRwEzZoUI/AAAAAAAAAII/Vr752uzNXNo/s1600-h/CentennialBridge2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SZeRwEzZoUI/AAAAAAAAAII/Vr752uzNXNo/s320/CentennialBridge2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302867341361127746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Saturday, 2/14/2009, overcast, partly sunny.  Last night the stars were great.  Called home early this morning for Valentines Day.  As we move furthur north, the days are shorter and the temperature is lower.  There was fog at times from the cooler air over the warmer water.  Maybe I could have worn Bermudas on my walk today, but long pants were more comfortable.  The Bermudas and swimming suit are washed and packed until May.  There are more ships around.  I have seen 2 oil platforms already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture today is another view of the Centennial Bridge at the Panama Canal.  George will have an internet connection in a day or two.  Please check his site to see more of his extraordinary images.  Our expected arrival in Galveston is early Sunday morning.  Could leave late afternoon for New Orleans.  Mardi Gras is the week after we will be there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-5691452944829604669?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/5691452944829604669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/5691452944829604669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2009/02/day-123-gulf-of-mexico.html' title='Day 123 Gulf of Mexico'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SZeRwEzZoUI/AAAAAAAAAII/Vr752uzNXNo/s72-c/CentennialBridge2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-1917012312758131307</id><published>2009-02-13T18:52:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T22:22:31.372-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 122 Gulf of Mexico</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SZZG7pc8d8I/AAAAAAAAAH4/Sm-OjzchPws/s1600-h/TakingThePlungePanamaCanal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SZZG7pc8d8I/AAAAAAAAAH4/Sm-OjzchPws/s320/TakingThePlungePanamaCanal.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302503601828820930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Friday, 2/13/2009, sunny, warm and smooth.  Last night, we signed and finger printed new picture ID cards.  At 1015, there was surface fog for a short time.  Late this morning, the ship passed from the Caribbean into the Gulf of Mexico, through the choke point between Cuba and the Yucatan.  Also late this morning, the ship stopped dead in the water, and more crew members received steering training.  I can still wear shorts and a tee shirt on my walks to the focsl.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The image today is &amp;#39;Taking the plunge in the Panama Canal&amp;#39;.  The ship is in the upper chamber of the Miraflores lock.  This was before breakfast.  The pool is saltwater.  The canal is fresh water.  Thanks to George Klucsarits, who took this picture on Wednesday.  I&amp;#39;m getting shaggy and will need a haircut when I get home.  We are scheduled to arrive in Galveston early Sunday, New Orleans after that, and if the schedule holds, I will disembark the following Sunday in Houston.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-1917012312758131307?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/1917012312758131307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/1917012312758131307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2009/02/day-122-gulf-of-mexico.html' title='Day 122 Gulf of Mexico'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SZZG7pc8d8I/AAAAAAAAAH4/Sm-OjzchPws/s72-c/TakingThePlungePanamaCanal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-2451533119333116400</id><published>2009-02-12T19:22:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T21:34:48.899-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 121 Caribbean Sea</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SZTqSrOoCGI/AAAAAAAAAHw/LsHW7aQP05g/s1600-h/Hamburg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 231px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SZTqSrOoCGI/AAAAAAAAAHw/LsHW7aQP05g/s320/Hamburg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302120267884529762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thursday, 2/12/2009, mostly sunny, gradually smoother.  Last night and today have been quiet.  I think almost everyone was awake yesterday morning at 3 am for the canal activities.  There are white birds around.  Just before going below for lunch, I looked out my window and saw 2 fish jumping out of the water.  They were about 2 feet long.  On my walk forward, the starboard main deck was wet from the swells. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been trying to sort my images and get copies to people on the ship who want them.  I&amp;#39;m sure I have over 2000 images, plus a few short videos.  I need to select the best 50 for hard copies, and the best 100 for 2 presentations.  The picture today is &amp;#39;Cranes at sunset&amp;#39;.  It was taken in Hamburg in late November.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-2451533119333116400?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/2451533119333116400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/2451533119333116400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2009/02/day-121-caribbean-sea.html' title='Day 121 Caribbean Sea'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SZTqSrOoCGI/AAAAAAAAAHw/LsHW7aQP05g/s72-c/Hamburg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-274888311810479953</id><published>2009-02-11T18:48:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T08:00:45.480-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 120C Panama Canal</title><content type='html'>Wednesday, 2/11/2009, sunny and tropical haze until we entered the Caribbean Sea midafternoon.  After crossing Gatun Lake, the ship descended through the 3 Gatun Locks.  The duration was from about 1300 until 1430 EST.  Two things surprised me about the Panama Canal.  I thought there would be more lift than the actual rise of 26 meters, or 85 feet.  Also, I was expecting to see more traffic.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The ship crossed the remaining distance to open sea and cleared the Colon breakwater at 1530.  I took an Aleve.  My hip was sore from too much standing or climbing.  There is moderate roll.  I will put things away tonight.  Our course is slightly west of north, toward Galveston.  The pool was drained this afternoon.  I think I was the only person who used it, and I used it twice.  Finished reading &amp;#39;The Christmas Train&amp;#39; by Baldacci.  Time retards an hour tonight to CST.  This is my last time zone change for the voyage.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-274888311810479953?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/274888311810479953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/274888311810479953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2009/02/day-120c-panama-canal.html' title='Day 120C Panama Canal'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-2305730507150084384</id><published>2009-02-11T08:53:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T17:43:11.522-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost Live Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SZNh5KR_J1I/AAAAAAAAAHg/2Nk3EZ-hCRE/s1600-h/PedroMiguel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 258px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SZNh5KR_J1I/AAAAAAAAAHg/2Nk3EZ-hCRE/s320/PedroMiguel.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301688820985440082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SZLmrBI7_eI/AAAAAAAAAHA/xKhDkj9hAW4/s1600-h/Miraflores.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SZLmrBI7_eI/AAAAAAAAAHA/xKhDkj9hAW4/s320/Miraflores.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301553338083180002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SZLmN4OQtkI/AAAAAAAAAG4/U24J87tp3DI/s1600-h/CentenialBridge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SZLmN4OQtkI/AAAAAAAAAG4/U24J87tp3DI/s320/CentenialBridge.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301552837473384002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SZNiGSkR2TI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Z9e9yTCi8Es/s1600-h/GatunLock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 284px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SZNiGSkR2TI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Z9e9yTCi8Es/s320/GatunLock.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301689046547945778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just sent these pictures, the upper left is the Mira Flores Locks, the first locks we went through.  The picture on the right is the Pedro Miguel Locks which are the next in line.  The third picture is the ship approaching the Centennial Bridge.  The lower right is the Gatun Lock, the last one before entering the Atlantic Ocean.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-2305730507150084384?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/2305730507150084384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/2305730507150084384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2009/02/almost-live-pictures.html' title='Almost Live Pictures'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SZNh5KR_J1I/AAAAAAAAAHg/2Nk3EZ-hCRE/s72-c/PedroMiguel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-8708442489047993148</id><published>2009-02-11T06:19:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T08:53:25.561-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 120B Panama Canal</title><content type='html'>Wednesday, 2/11/2009.  Unlike most of Europe and Asia, Panama uses the same channel marking system as the US.  Red, right, returning. 0600-0700 EST Passed through Miraflores double locks.  Took pictures from the focsl.  I swam in the pool while we were in the second lock.  Estimated time for the Pedro Miguel Lock is 0900 EST or so, 0800 CST.  Centennial Bridge will be an hour or so after that.  Gatun Locks, will be mid or late afternoon.  You might even see the ship via this site where the webcams are located:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.pancanal.com/eng/photo/camera-java.html?cam=CerroLuisa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-8708442489047993148?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/8708442489047993148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/8708442489047993148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2009/02/day-120b-panama-canal.html' title='Day 120B Panama Canal'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-4419824554934550721</id><published>2009-02-11T04:09:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T08:37:13.080-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 120A Panama Canal</title><content type='html'>Wednesday, 2/11/2009, first post 0500.  Last night, dropped anchor around 2030.  The ship lights were on.  Birds were flying all around, picking off the fish attracted by the lights.  0300 Weighed anchor.  0440 Passed beneath the Bridge of the Americas.  0555 17 men boarded.  Canal people operate the ship here.  The passage has started.  Time estimates posted yesterday are probably 2 hours early.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-4419824554934550721?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/4419824554934550721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/4419824554934550721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2009/02/day-120a-panama-canal.html' title='Day 120A Panama Canal'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-5109963786689095714</id><published>2009-02-10T18:30:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T08:36:18.837-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 119 Near Balboa, Panama</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SZIfwBZW3LI/AAAAAAAAAGw/2vWKVFqHie0/s1600-h/BirdEvidence.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SZIfwBZW3LI/AAAAAAAAAGw/2vWKVFqHie0/s320/BirdEvidence.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301334621237468338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tuesday, 2/10/2009, sunny and clear.  We went south to about 7 degrees north latitude, before turning northeast toward the canal.  Mid-day, the ship felt like it was galloping like a horse because of wind gusts.  The present appointment for canal entry is 0300 Wednesday Eastern Standard Time, 0200 (2 am) CST.  The canal passage could last until 1600 Wednesday, 2/11/2009.  To verify location, check the Rickmers-Linie Purple Finder page, remembering that the data could be up to 6 hours old.  The canal web cameras are located in this order.  Miraflores Lock  about 4 am estimated Pedro Miguel about 5 am, Centennial Bridge noonish or later. If you look for us on the web cam, here&amp;#39;s how to recognize the ship: The hull is dark green, with the name Jakarta in white on both sides of the bow, and on the aft.  The 4 cranes and the structure above the hull are light yellow.  The cargo on deck are large white objects.  If it is possible to distinguish people on the ship, I will most likely be in a deck chair or standing on the Pilot Deck, one deck below the Navigation Bridge.  I will be wearing Bermudas, a dark green tee shirt, and a white hard hat.  I could also be dancing on the hatches to rock music, or swimming in the pool, or eating in the officer&amp;#39;s mess.  I expect to have a few pictures to post over the next few days.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dave informed me that the bird image yesterday was a Brown Boobie.  The image today is what they left behind on the focsl.  I walked 3 laps today, being very careful where I stepped.  The pool was filled today, and I jumped in this afternoon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-5109963786689095714?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/5109963786689095714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/5109963786689095714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2009/02/day-119-near-balboa-panama.html' title='Day 119 Near Balboa, Panama'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SZIfwBZW3LI/AAAAAAAAAGw/2vWKVFqHie0/s72-c/BirdEvidence.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-6934139099763071695</id><published>2009-02-09T18:24:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T18:48:21.160-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 118 North Pacific Ocean</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SZDK4JFjRMI/AAAAAAAAAGo/DetmQrFPEVM/s1600-h/FishEaters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 260px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SZDK4JFjRMI/AAAAAAAAAGo/DetmQrFPEVM/s320/FishEaters.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300959827275760834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Monday, 2/9/2009, sunny and clear.  The sea is very smooth and glassy today.  In the afternoon, the temperature was 33 degrees C. (91 F)  For the time change last night, I did not even bother to change my watch.  I just left it on CST.  The ship was off the coast of Nicaragua this morning, but has been stopped since 1300.  We are ahead of schedule, and marking time.  Tonight, the ship will travel the rest of the way to Balboa, Panama, arriving late in the day.  1100 Land Ho!  We could actually see land for a while, late this morning.  Other than lights at night, it is the first land I have seen since Japan.  Also saw another ship today.  Did a load of colored laundry this morning.  Seems like every time I dry my socks, they get a little smaller.  I&amp;#39;m afraid they will be the size of baby booties by the time I get home.  I finished reading &amp;quot;Pathfinders&amp;quot;.  I listed the author in an earlier post.  Also finished reading &amp;quot;Stone Cold&amp;quot; by Baldacci.  I have 2 more Baldacci books to read, &amp;quot;The Christmas Train&amp;quot;, and &amp;quot;Simple Genius&amp;quot;.  They will stay behind.  Tonight I will watch more of &amp;quot;Into the Wild&amp;quot;.  The instant decaf coffee and the dark chocolate are finished.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The image today is a sea bird.  There have been scores of these birds today.  When they are not fishing, they rest on the Focsl rails or fore thwart.  They left plenty of work for the deck crew.  They fly over the water, looking for food, sometimes very low, riding the surface effect.  Flying fish are the food.  When the flying fish soar, the birds can catch them without getting wet, but will dive in if necessary.  Sometimes the fish all jump at once, as if they are also being hunted from below.  I&amp;#39;m very surprised that the birds aren&amp;#39;t too fat to fly, because they were busy all day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-6934139099763071695?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/6934139099763071695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/6934139099763071695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2009/02/day-118-north-pacific-ocean.html' title='Day 118 North Pacific Ocean'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SZDK4JFjRMI/AAAAAAAAAGo/DetmQrFPEVM/s72-c/FishEaters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-7422635748793190195</id><published>2009-02-08T18:41:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T22:18:22.781-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 117 North Pacific Ocean</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SY-to9P16gI/AAAAAAAAAGg/jEIspBnvlgE/s1600-h/VNsmallboat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 195px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SY-to9P16gI/AAAAAAAAAGg/jEIspBnvlgE/s320/VNsmallboat.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300646205585746434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sunday, 2/8/2009, sunny and clear.  There were white caps most of the day.  At 0800 we were off El Salvador.  Our speed is slower today because of wind and area currents.  The days are getting noticeably longer and warmer as we continue southward.  I wore Bermuda shorts and a tee-shirt.  I noticed the fill hose is out for the pool. Today was more relaxed.  It was a rest day for many of the crew.  I phoned home.  When I went to the Focsl today, I walked 5 laps around the main deck.  The port side was wet today from the swells, but not awash like it was yesterday.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I had all 6 food groups, the toast group, the half-a-steak group, the broccoli group, the pizza group, the dark chocolate group, and the red wine group.  The image today is a small wooden boat in Viet Nam.  Our time advances one hour to Eastern Standard Time, for a few days, until we are on the other side of the Canal.  We will then retard an hour, back to CST.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-7422635748793190195?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/7422635748793190195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/7422635748793190195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2009/02/day-117-north-pacific-ocean.html' title='Day 117 North Pacific Ocean'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SY-to9P16gI/AAAAAAAAAGg/jEIspBnvlgE/s72-c/VNsmallboat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-5416850660205035857</id><published>2009-02-07T18:41:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T21:47:44.631-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 116 North Pacific Ocean</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SY5VqCnIVDI/AAAAAAAAAGY/4uBqN2Mm0xY/s1600-h/Spray.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 233px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SY5VqCnIVDI/AAAAAAAAAGY/4uBqN2Mm0xY/s320/Spray.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300267992205513778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Saturday, 2/7/2009, sunny and clear, but not smooth.  Last night, the stars were more difficult to see as the moon waxes.   The moon will probably be full when we pass through the Canal.  There have been no birds yesterday or today.  That makes the deck crew happy.  I saw another ship this morning.  For the last few days, we have been moving parallel to the west coast of Mexico.  Now we begin the final phase of our trans-pacific crossing, past Guatamala, El Salvador, Honduras, Nicaragua, Costa Rica, and Panama, to the Canal.  Today, the ship passed through an area, which the officers tell us is windy and rough 8 times out of 10.  We had moderate swells and roll, and the wind was blowing off the tops of the white caps.  I walked to and from the Focsl on the starboard side, because the port side was awash from the swells.  I surprised by slight seasickness mid-morning, after such a smooth Pacific crossing.  The image today shows the spray blowing off the swells.  In combination with the swells, I think this is Beaufort Scale 7.  Saturday is often drill day.  We had a General Alarm at 1530, followed by life boat drill.  The crew had more drill and training after that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-5416850660205035857?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/5416850660205035857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/5416850660205035857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2009/02/day-116-north-pacific-ocean.html' title='Day 116 North Pacific Ocean'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SY5VqCnIVDI/AAAAAAAAAGY/4uBqN2Mm0xY/s72-c/Spray.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-4366697685933621400</id><published>2009-02-06T20:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T00:07:42.305-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 115 North Pacific Ocean</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SY0k6SPvuYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/wcj8w8R6_qk/s1600-h/SeaSerpent.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SY0k6SPvuYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/wcj8w8R6_qk/s320/SeaSerpent.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299932920233834882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Friday, 2/6/2009, sunny and clear all day.  The seas are smooth with no white caps and little roll.  Today and the next week are tee shirt weather again.  After lunch, when I reached the Focsl here at 17 degrees north latitude, I saw flying fish again for the first time since the Indian Ocean.  Saw a large multi-colored fish with a blue tail.  I believe it is a dorada.  Also saw two turtles.  George saw more dolphins, both from the Focsl and a pod of 100 at sunset.  Few ships are visible.  I saw one today.  Some appear on radar or the GPS receiver, but I have only seen 3 since we left Japan.  It&amp;#39;s a big ocean. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The image today is from Hiroshima again.  Hiroshima is an old sea port.  As you can see, the sea serpents like to climb up the street lamps.  Our time advances another hour tonight to Central Standard Time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-4366697685933621400?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/4366697685933621400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/4366697685933621400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2009/02/day-115-north-pacific-ocean.html' title='Day 115 North Pacific Ocean'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SY0k6SPvuYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/wcj8w8R6_qk/s72-c/SeaSerpent.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-8153380116502499090</id><published>2009-02-05T19:20:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T21:03:20.362-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 114 North Pacific Ocean</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SYuoWqMXEgI/AAAAAAAAAGI/1q09lgHa_lo/s1600-h/UtilityGrate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 224px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SYuoWqMXEgI/AAAAAAAAAGI/1q09lgHa_lo/s320/UtilityGrate.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299514493768241666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thursday, 1/5/2009, sunny and clear until dark.  After lunch, I recorded another walk to the Focsl.  The camera movement reflects my walking from side to side.  I also recorded the diving sea eagles, white birds with black trim on their wings.  Their bodies, wings and beaks are extremely streamlined.  They soar almost effortlessly, riding the air currents and pressure ridges around the ship.  When they spot food, they bend a wingtip and dive, making a splash like an Olympic diver.  Starting at 1500, there are a few tiny white caps.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast was cornflakes with muscli, toast, apple juice, and coffee.  For lunch I added rice to my chicken soup.  I also had salad, declining the main course, Chicken Cordon Bleu.  Supper was hamburger steak, rice, and peas.  The image today is a sidewalk utility cover from Hiroshima, Japan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-8153380116502499090?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/8153380116502499090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/8153380116502499090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2009/02/day-114-north-pacific-ocean.html' title='Day 114 North Pacific Ocean'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SYuoWqMXEgI/AAAAAAAAAGI/1q09lgHa_lo/s72-c/UtilityGrate.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-6287021966987147731</id><published>2009-02-04T20:40:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T21:34:23.376-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 113 North Pacific Ocean</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SYpd_Vo9XjI/AAAAAAAAAGA/sGCxv73A6-w/s1600-h/NewOrleans.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 160px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SYpd_Vo9XjI/AAAAAAAAAGA/sGCxv73A6-w/s320/NewOrleans.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299151254276890162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wednesday, 2/4/2009, overcast.  Last night there were stars.  I saw Orion again.  I saw dolphins from the Bridge before 0800 this morning.  We are west of Baja all day today, bearing southeast toward Panama.  The sea is still glassy and smooth.  For a while at noon, the water beside the ship was very glassy.  After lunch, my walk to the Focsl was pleasant.  The wind is very mild.  Today, the deck crew greased the cables on 3 of the 4 cargo cranes, moving down the cables, all the way to the ends of the booms.  Peach Melba was offered at breakfast.  I had duck at lunch, and beef stroganoff for supper.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture today was taken in October 2008, on departure from New Orleans, sailing down the Mississippi River.  The French Quarter is on the right.  The ship is moving at 5 knots, and the wake is barely visible.  We expect to visit New Orleans again in about 2 weeks, before returning to my starting point, Houston, Texas.  Tonight, the time advances another hour to Mountain Standard Time, one hour behind CST.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-6287021966987147731?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/6287021966987147731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/6287021966987147731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2009/02/day-113-north-pacific-ocean.html' title='Day 113 North Pacific Ocean'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SYpd_Vo9XjI/AAAAAAAAAGA/sGCxv73A6-w/s72-c/NewOrleans.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-7955522459228722371</id><published>2009-02-03T20:57:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T22:05:20.344-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 112 North Pacific Ocean</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SYkTvfbcQ0I/AAAAAAAAAF4/xWmqDKf_ySk/s1600-h/PhilySunset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SYkTvfbcQ0I/AAAAAAAAAF4/xWmqDKf_ySk/s320/PhilySunset.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298788143189476162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tuesday, 2/3/2009, overcast am, sunny and smooth pm.  The sea has been glassy again today.  It is not perfectly flat like a piece of glass, but smooth and reflecting the sky.  There are no wind ripples and no white caps.  The ship&amp;#39;s wake is visible to the horizon.  Swells and roll are very minor at 1800.  The afternoon particularly was very pleasant.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supper was liver and onions.  I had a sandwich and salad.  Cabin snack inventory status: This might sound more interesting if you imagine someone in a lifeboat.  The dark chocolate will run out before Panama.  Ann&amp;#39;s reconstituted trail mix probably won&amp;#39;t last until Houston.  I ate the last cracker from home today.  I have some crackers and snacks which I bought in Japan.  My personal supply of Nescafe Instant Decaf and Regular Coffee will run out in a few days.  I still have plenty of black and green tea bags.  More regular instant coffee is available, and my bottled water supply is adequate, even after providing a gallon for the new coffee set-up in the library.  The Slop Chest has been out of red wine since December.  I bought 4 bottles of red wine in Japan.  Rationed at 1/8 bottle per day, it might last, or not.  The shampoo I bought in New Orleans ran out this morning, but I have some from the Park Hotel.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished reading &amp;#39;The Collectors&amp;#39;, by David Baldacci.  After donating it to the library, I started &amp;#39;Stone Cold&amp;#39; by the same author.  I am also reading &amp;#39;Pathfinders, A Global History of Exploration&amp;#39;, by Felipe Fernandez-Armesto, a book George loaned to me.  I also wrote a little today.  The image today is a sunset behind the downtown skyline of Philadelphia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-7955522459228722371?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/7955522459228722371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/7955522459228722371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2009/02/day-112-north-pacific-ocean.html' title='Day 112 North Pacific Ocean'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SYkTvfbcQ0I/AAAAAAAAAF4/xWmqDKf_ySk/s72-c/PhilySunset.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-8343173869282353658</id><published>2009-02-02T21:13:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T21:44:43.179-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 111 North Pacific Ocean</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SYe9nGDqx3I/AAAAAAAAAFw/R1IhnCrw0GA/s1600-h/ChinaFruit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SYe9nGDqx3I/AAAAAAAAAFw/R1IhnCrw0GA/s320/ChinaFruit.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298411965963224946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, 2/2/2009, overcast with only a little sun.  At 1630, the sea was glassy.  Swells are moderate, with a little roll.  We have 19 fairly repetitive days in a row crossing the Pacific. &lt;br /&gt;.Another day at sea.&lt;br /&gt;..Another day at sea.&lt;br /&gt;...Another day at sea.&lt;br /&gt;....Another day at sea.&lt;br /&gt;.....Another day at sea.&lt;br /&gt;......Another day at sea.&lt;br /&gt;.......Another day at sea.&lt;br /&gt;You get the picture.  Aside from my usual daily routine, what set today apart was that I wrote a short story, did 2 loads of laundry, and clipped my toe nails.  Our time advances one hour tonight to Pacific Standard Time, 2 hours ahead of CST.  We will advance all the way to Eastern Standard Time in a few days, because that is the time zone for Panama.  Today&amp;#39;s picture was taken in the dining room of the Park Hotel in Shanghai.  This jar of preserved fruit is one of several on display at the breakfast buffet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-8343173869282353658?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/8343173869282353658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/8343173869282353658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2009/02/day-111-north-pacific-ocean.html' title='Day 111 North Pacific Ocean'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SYe9nGDqx3I/AAAAAAAAAFw/R1IhnCrw0GA/s72-c/ChinaFruit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-2213029495419044810</id><published>2009-02-01T22:34:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T07:32:55.459-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 110 North Pacific Ocean</title><content type='html'>Sunday, 2/1/2009, overcast turned to sunny in the afternoon.  Sundays are quieter on&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SYb11cIIifI/AAAAAAAAAFo/4mef8HugxAw/s1600-h/Antwerp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SYb11cIIifI/AAAAAAAAAFo/4mef8HugxAw/s320/Antwerp.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298192310080145906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the ship.  The 3rd Mate sighted a whale this morning.  Breakfast was apple pancakes, lunch was steak, broccoli, and fries, and supper was salad, a sausage roll, and a lemon muffin.  Walked to the Focsl after lunch.  It was windy in front.  The Slop Chest is open.  I ordered a case of water.  The image today is a street scene, Antwerp architecture.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-2213029495419044810?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/2213029495419044810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/2213029495419044810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2009/02/day-110-north-pacific-ocean.html' title='Day 110 North Pacific Ocean'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SYb11cIIifI/AAAAAAAAAFo/4mef8HugxAw/s72-c/Antwerp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-2043032304983742256</id><published>2009-02-01T04:42:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T09:07:01.480-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 109 North Pacific Ocean</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SYW6EYqLAXI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Sdwq5dzR4Dg/s1600-h/Drill.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 292px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SYW6EYqLAXI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Sdwq5dzR4Dg/s320/Drill.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297845121172832626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Saturday, 1/31/2009, nice and sunny.  The sea is fairly smooth.  Early last night, a sliver of moon was visible.  A few stars were visible.  Early this morning, many more stars were visible.  Today we are halfway between Japan and Panama.  Drills began at 1300.  General alarm requires reporting ,&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SYW6LwO0nDI/AAAAAAAAAFg/J-Fp18Fh9PI/s1600-h/Drill2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 172px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SYW6LwO0nDI/AAAAAAAAAFg/J-Fp18Fh9PI/s320/Drill2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297845247759653938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;to the A Deck muster station, we did the escape-pod life boat drill, followed by training on engine starting and release from the ship.  After that, we had more training on the smaller man-over-board rescue boat, starting its motor, hoisting it into the water, and releasing it.  Next we were trained on life raft release, and hoisting the life raft into the water.  Received instruction on jumping.  Finally, we learned three different ways to start the ship&amp;#39;s emergency generator, a large diesel.  The crew also did a fire fighting drill.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the first picture, I am decked out in my drill gear.  The second picture shows me buckled up in the escape pod and ready for the drop.  I would be uncomfortable if I had to stay in this position for a long time.  I&amp;#39;d be more uncomfortable if I had to be in the North Pacific Ocean for a long time. Tonight, our time advances to the time zone of Alaska, and we are down to 3 hours behind CST.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-2043032304983742256?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/2043032304983742256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/2043032304983742256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2009/02/day-109-north-pacific-ocean.html' title='Day 109 North Pacific Ocean'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SYW6EYqLAXI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Sdwq5dzR4Dg/s72-c/Drill.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-8471028858860154624</id><published>2009-01-30T22:31:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T23:49:34.137-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 108 North Pacific Ocean</title><content type='html'>Friday, 1/30/2009, partly sunny.  We continue to have swells from the front, with pitch, but no roll.  Pitch is easier than roll.  Finished reading the &amp;#39;Protege&amp;#39; by Stephen Frey last night.  I was outside in the dark at 0600.  Saw Polaris and the Big Dipper for the first time in a while.  Saw Scorpio.  Orion was over the horizon.  The Focsl was wet today.  About every 40th swell splashed over the bow.  I stayed out of the paint today.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SYPmVCQNK9I/AAAAAAAAAE4/mLv0f0q870U/s1600-h/pool.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SYPmVCQNK9I/AAAAAAAAAE4/mLv0f0q870U/s320/pool.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297330835774319570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The jobs of the crew fall into several groupings: Line officers include the Master, Chief Officer, 2nd Mate, 3rd Mate.  Engineering officers include the Chief Engineer, 2nd Engineer, 3rd Engineer, and Electrician.  Petty Officers include the Bosun and Fitter.  Ratings include Able Bodied Seaman(3), Ordinary Seaman(3), Deck Cadet(3), Oiler(2), Cook, Steward, Carpenter(2).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today&amp;#39;s image is the pool with water.  It was taken when we were in a warmer place.  Perhaps it will be filled once more near Panama.  Wouldn&amp;#39;t it be a trip to be swimming in the pool while we are going through the Panama Canal!  Our Canal appointment is for 2/11/2009.  There is a Canal web cam.  Maybe you can watch us go through.  Right now, our course is changing to a great circle route to the south.  It is actually a straight line, but looks like a curve on most maps.  It is time to watch part of a movie and to read.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-8471028858860154624?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/8471028858860154624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/8471028858860154624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2009/01/day-108-north-pacific-ocean.html' title='Day 108 North Pacific Ocean'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SYPmVCQNK9I/AAAAAAAAAE4/mLv0f0q870U/s72-c/pool.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-4021115076282550577</id><published>2009-01-29T23:33:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T07:40:42.016-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 107 North Pacific Ocean</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SYMCx-vwp0I/AAAAAAAAAEo/QhhVr9mKguQ/s1600-h/Krakatoa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 73px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SYMCx-vwp0I/AAAAAAAAAEo/QhhVr9mKguQ/s320/Krakatoa.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297080644397999938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, 1/29/2009, partly sunny.  Woke at 0445.  Looked out my south window.  With no moon visible, it is very dark.  Many stars were visible.  Some stars near the horizon are not familiar.  My curiousity was not great enough to dig out the star charts and dress for a look outside.  I went back to bed.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am glad to have a starboard cabin on days like this.  As I watch the ocean roll by, the sun feels good as it warms my face.  There are no white caps.  After lunch, when I walk to the Focsl, the wind from the starboard fore quarter (right front) is brisk.  Later in the day, the roll picked up.  The image today is Krakatoa, which is south of Sumatra.  It erupted in 1883 spewing more than 5 cubic miles of debris into the air.  The outer islands are all that remain of the crater rim.  The inner island is still venting steam, which is visible.  Our time advances again tonight to the time zone of Hawaii.  Our time will be only 4 hours behind CST.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-4021115076282550577?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/4021115076282550577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/4021115076282550577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2009/01/day-107-north-pacific-ocean.html' title='Day 107 North Pacific Ocean'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SYMCx-vwp0I/AAAAAAAAAEo/QhhVr9mKguQ/s72-c/Krakatoa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-9154326899623659676</id><published>2009-01-28T23:33:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T16:53:30.200-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 106 Western Hemisphere, No Pacific</title><content type='html'>Wednesday, 1/28/2009, cool and pleasant.  The sky turned blue and sunny this afternoon.  My tropical tan has been fading for the last month.  I sat on the Pilot Deck and enjoyed the sun on my face for a few minutes.  There is some roll and wind, but the sea is almost glassy, with no white caps.  Clouds rolled in at sunset.  Last night, there were stars overhead and to the north!  The south was hazy.  Again, this is our second Wednesday because of crossing the International Date Line.  I upload my posts after supper, so they will appear after 11 pm CST, gradually getting earlier.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SYIywWY7lqI/AAAAAAAAAEg/aFz_xAB3RR0/s1600-h/Chains.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SYIywWY7lqI/AAAAAAAAAEg/aFz_xAB3RR0/s320/Chains.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296851917966382754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hawaiian toast was offered this morning for breakfast.  It reminded me of a Hawaiian hamburger.  It was a thin slice of ham on toast with a pineapple ring, and a piece of cheese melted over the top.  I had only one and it was tasty.  I suspect in Hawaii, they would use that canned meat product from Minnesota.  All the gadgets went dead at the same time.  Had to recharge the iPod overnight, then the satellite phone, and finally the laptop.  Walked to the Focsl after lunch.  I&amp;#39;m probably in trouble with the deck crew.  I didn&amp;#39;t notice until too late that one spot of deck paint was still tacky.  I finished the big sudoku book.  Tonight, I&amp;#39;m going to watch the 2nd half of &amp;#39;Cowboys&amp;#39; with John Wayne. I hope tomorrow is Thursday.  Today's picture is of the chains on the ship used to secure the cargo to the deck.  Sometimes nylon straps are used depending on the size and weight of the cargo needing securing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-9154326899623659676?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/9154326899623659676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/9154326899623659676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2009/01/day-106-western-hemisphere-nopacific.html' title='Day 106 Western Hemisphere, No Pacific'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SYIywWY7lqI/AAAAAAAAAEg/aFz_xAB3RR0/s72-c/Chains.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-3901034160111453215</id><published>2009-01-28T02:07:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T14:56:07.713-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 105 International Date Line</title><content type='html'>Wednesday, 1-28-2009, bits of sunlight.  At 10 am the sea was &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SYDGJ1hdcQI/AAAAAAAAAEY/D3svNrEqo54/s1600-h/CowHotel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 233px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SYDGJ1hdcQI/AAAAAAAAAEY/D3svNrEqo54/s320/CowHotel.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296451034076246274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nearly glassy.  It is foggy at 1700.  Sailing has been very smooth thus far, for the North Pacific.  Later this day, we cross the International Date Line.  Day 105, Wednesday, 1-28-2009, today.  Day 106, Wednesday, 1-28-2009, tomorrow. This is like the movie &amp;#39;Ground Hog Day&amp;#39;.  We have another chance to make Wednesday an even better day.  I hope the menu changes, not that there was anything wrong with the menu today.  I just don&amp;#39;t want to eat the same food two days in a row.  What will change is our time difference, relative to home.  Today, we are 18 hours ahead of CST.  Tomorrow, we will be 5 hours behind CST.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw a pod of dolphins late this morning.  I didn&amp;#39;t have my camera, but as usual, George took excellent pictures.  Had light drizzle as I walked to the focsl after lunch.  Today&amp;#39;s image is a cow cruise ship in Jakarta.  It reminds me of how I feel on a regular cruise ship.  MOOO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-3901034160111453215?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/3901034160111453215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/3901034160111453215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2009/01/day-105-international-date-line.html' title='Day 105 International Date Line'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SYDGJ1hdcQI/AAAAAAAAAEY/D3svNrEqo54/s72-c/CowHotel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-5593810011921445706</id><published>2009-01-27T02:10:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T07:40:14.346-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 104 North Pacific</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SX8OZ4get1I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Q812GwNchU0/s1600-h/MaglevSpeed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 107px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SX8OZ4get1I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Q812GwNchU0/s320/MaglevSpeed.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295967524639127378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, sunny until midday, then overcast.  The improvement in mood of people is noticable.  I did a load of laundry this morning. I walked to the focsl this morning, in the sun.  I tried making another video, this time round trip.  The image I am sending today is the overhead speed indicator for the Maglev train in Shanghai, 424 kilometers per hour.  I wasn&amp;#39;t fast enough with my camera to catch the maximum of 431 kph. That is about 259 miles per hour.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time advances another hour tonight, making our time 18 hours ahead of CST at home.  This is the time zone of New Zealand, Fiji Island, Kamchatka, and Marshall Islands.  I will have some more interesting specifics about our crossing of the International Date Line in the next post.  I think Day 105 and Day 106 will both be Wednesday, January 28th, 2009 for us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-5593810011921445706?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/5593810011921445706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/5593810011921445706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2009/01/day-104-north-pacific.html' title='Day 104 North Pacific'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SX8OZ4get1I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Q812GwNchU0/s72-c/MaglevSpeed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-6100012398122163308</id><published>2009-01-26T02:53:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T22:08:27.253-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 103 North Pacific</title><content type='html'>Monday, very foggy at first light, with light rain.  The sun brokethrough the clouds for about a minute in the early afternoon.  The ride is still relatively smooth.  I phoned home after midnight and talked to my bride.  She is happy that less than a month remains of my odyssey.  The total time at sea is almost double my time at sea in the Navy plus time on 3 cruise ships.  I walked to the focsl after lunch.  Wore my rain gear, but probably didn&amp;#39;t need the rain pants today.  The wind was brisk at 30 knots from the SSE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a discussion at the noon meal about the helpfulness of the various Rickmers &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SX4LI0nhRvI/AAAAAAAAAEI/SQUoQm3BHlw/s1600-h/smile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 261px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SX4LI0nhRvI/AAAAAAAAAEI/SQUoQm3BHlw/s320/smile.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295682458025543410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;agents.  It is important to remember that this is not a cruise ship, and passengers must be fairly self sufficient.  Many agents provided no help, or offered some assistance at a steep price.  The following, more or less in order, were very helpful to us. Japan, Nagoya; After whining about being stranded on the ship because Immigration is closed on the weekend, the Nagoya agent&amp;#39;s assistant did an extraordinary job of helping us through Immigration and Customs on Monday, getting us to the train station and helping with translation.  This was all at no cost to us.  &lt;br /&gt;Thailand; The agent drove us into Bangkok and guided us all day.  There was a cost, but it was reasonable, and he was just a good guy.  He even bought us Christmas puffed rice snacks that I finished only yesterday.  China; The agents at all three ports were very helpful; Shanghai, Dalian, and Xingang.  Viet Nam; Only George went ashore, but was happy with the agent&amp;#39;s assistance.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The image I forwarded today is from the Fine Arts Museum of Antwerp.  I like white marble sculpture.  This is my all time favorite.  Notice the smile.  How alive!  See her in Antwerpen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-6100012398122163308?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/6100012398122163308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/6100012398122163308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2009/01/day-103-north-pacific.html' title='Day 103 North Pacific'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SX4LI0nhRvI/AAAAAAAAAEI/SQUoQm3BHlw/s72-c/smile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-4287151361732819768</id><published>2009-01-25T02:34:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T08:17:56.397-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 102 North Pacific</title><content type='html'>Sunday, 1/25/2009, rainy and overcast all day, with fog on the horizon.  The sea water is warm and the air moving above it is cooler.  The party last night was to recognize the new Captain.  The food was plentiful and tasty.  Stars were not &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SXxznwSRSnI/AAAAAAAAAEA/uvUGOo8tVJU/s1600-h/EscapePod1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 293px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SXxznwSRSnI/AAAAAAAAAEA/uvUGOo8tVJU/s320/EscapePod1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295234388694485618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;visible.  Afterwards, I finished watching the movie &amp;#39;The Queen&amp;#39;.  Lunch today was steak, fries, and broccoli.  For me, that was half a steak.  I skipped the soup, but had the dessert of ice cream and fruit.  After lunch, I walked to the focsl.  The wind from the north was brisk on the focsl.  The deck crew was not working today, so I walked 5 laps, about a mile and a quarter.  Be prepared!  I wore my full rain gear and stayed dry.  The ship is making good time.  As the ship moves further into the Pacific, the swells are increasing, but still not bad.  There are a few white caps now, and the tops are being blown off by the wind.   Saw a bird at 16:30, a sea eagle, I think.  Because the Pacific is so large, there are often small swells from more than one direction, from storms far away.  Supper tonight was pizza with red and green peppers and black olives.  My dreams tonight will be interesting.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time advances another hour tonight to the time of the Solomon Islands and New Caledonia.  We are 17 hours ahead of CST now.  Many of the coming days will be similar on this journey across the North Pacific.  I&amp;#39;m going to start attaching more images. Today&amp;#39;s image is the ship&amp;#39;s escape-pod life boat.  A drill was scheduled yesterday afternoon, but was cancelled because of the weather.  Capacity is 36.  The crew totals 26 and there are 3 passengers, so we all get a seat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-4287151361732819768?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/4287151361732819768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/4287151361732819768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2009/01/day-102-north-pacific.html' title='Day 102 North Pacific'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SXxznwSRSnI/AAAAAAAAAEA/uvUGOo8tVJU/s72-c/EscapePod1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-6037578400663628301</id><published>2009-01-24T04:38:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T00:39:29.802-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 101 Pacific Ocean</title><content type='html'>Saturday, overcast and warmer.  The horizon is foggy.  The sun broke through the clouds once today.  Rained in the pm.  The North Pacific has a great, clockwise circulating gyre, which the salmon ride.  We are following a more constant latitude to avoid the rougher seas to the north.  With the ship more fully loaded, the sailing is still smooth.  It is a quiet day, well suited for reading and writing.  Today is special for several reasons.  The Captain forwarded a nice email from a Rickmers reader.  The slop chest is open today for the first time in nearly a month.  We had barbeque on the Pilot Deck tonight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-6037578400663628301?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/6037578400663628301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/6037578400663628301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2009/01/day-101-pacific-ocean.html' title='Day 101 Pacific Ocean'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-1148939491599193579</id><published>2009-01-23T03:49:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T22:22:20.534-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 100 Pacific Ocean, east of Japan</title><content type='html'>Friday, 1/23/2008, started sunny and mild.  There were whitecaps.  Turned overcast and cooler, with rain late in the day.  The sea turned battleship gray.  Midday, we began to have more roll.  Last night, there were stars.  The sailing was smooth.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the next 15 days, the ship will move across the North Pacific an average of 8 degrees longitude per day, through another 7 time zones.  We will also repeat a whole day after we cross the International Date Line, like in the movie, &amp;#39;Around the World in 80 Days&amp;#39;.  Tonight, the ship&amp;#39;s clocks will be advanced 1 hour, putting us in the time zone of Guam, Sydney, and Vladivostok.  I have manually adjusted my watch and computer.  At 13:00, I made a second trip to the Engine Room.  This amazing engine has a verticle height of 4 decks, and has 7 cylinders.  It is a 2 cycle marine engine with a displacement of 4750 liters, by my calculation.  I wore my noise cancellation headphones.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, I walked to my favorite spot on the focsl and listened to humor on the Ipod.  I could see no other ships.  Including the Engine Room trip, the focsl, meals and other trips, I went up and down 35 flights of stairs.  At 17:00, the duty officer called to report 20 dolphins.  Missed them again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-1148939491599193579?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/1148939491599193579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/1148939491599193579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2009/01/day-100-pacific-ocean-east-of-japan.html' title='Day 100 Pacific Ocean, east of Japan'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-8379810186067558337</id><published>2009-01-22T04:07:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T09:20:18.271-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 99 Nagasaki</title><content type='html'>Thursday, overcast with light rain until mid-afternoon.  Today was a quiet day on the ship.  Watched cargo loading operations on this ship and another.  The deck is quite full now.  I&amp;#39;m reading &amp;#39;Critical Mass, how one thing leads to another&amp;#39; by Philip Ball.  It is about the application of math and science to human behavior. &lt;br /&gt;17:00 Cranes are secured.  18:45 Lines are cast off.  18:50 The ship is underway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: Fellow passenger George has a blog as well and this is a reminder that his link is just to the right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-8379810186067558337?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/8379810186067558337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/8379810186067558337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2009/01/day-99-nagasaki.html' title='Day 99 Nagasaki'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-6212942128723856454</id><published>2009-01-21T04:52:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T12:55:07.486-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 97 Nagoya to Nagasaki</title><content type='html'>Tuesday, 1/20/09, partly sunny.  Checked out of the Nagoya hotel at 0800.  Had kind of a continental breakfast and coffee, before boarding the Shinkansen, at 0915.  The Shinkansen is the bullet train.  The first train took us to Hakata on the island of Kyushu, &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SZMe8Cs_jFI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/zjzXkZvKERQ/s1600-h/Spectacles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SZMe8Cs_jFI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/zjzXkZvKERQ/s320/Spectacles.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301615203211775058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;passing through Kyoto and Hiroshima on the way.  That trip segment took almost 4 hours.  After 15 minutes to find the right track, the second train took us from Hakata to Nagasaki in 2 hours.  We took a tram for 100 Yen to our hotel.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After checking in, we walked through part of China Town.  Later, we found a covered retail area, the Spectacles Bridge, and 2 shrines.  The Spectacles Bridge is an old double arch bridge, built in 1634 by a Zen Buddhist priest.  We returned to the retail area and selected a Japanese restaurant for dinner.  I had a beer and a sliced beef set, which included miso soup, a lettuce and tomato salad, a spinach mystery, thinly sliced spicy beef, green beans and carrots, rice and green tea.  Walked back to the hotel and settled in for the night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-6212942128723856454?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/6212942128723856454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/6212942128723856454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2009/01/day-97-nagoya-to-nagasaki.html' title='Day 97 Nagoya to Nagasaki'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SZMe8Cs_jFI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/zjzXkZvKERQ/s72-c/Spectacles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-3888590376505644745</id><published>2009-01-21T04:52:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T00:11:10.029-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 98 Nagasaki</title><content type='html'>Wednesday, overcast.  The temperature is comfortable.  For breakfast, we walked to McDonalds for a fat fix.  Dr. Dieter always sets a good example for us, and ate healthy anyway.  I checked out of the hotel.  Dieter and I caught the 100 Yen tram.  I wasn&amp;#39;t paying enough attention, and we visited a neighborhood we hadn&amp;#39;t planned to see.  Fortunately, we made a quick recovery, and in the process rode by Dejima, the Dutch settlement from 1600s.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We caught the correct tram and went to the Peace Park to see the Peace Statue.  Took pictures.  We walked to the ground zero marker and the Peace Museum.  Admission is still 200 Yen.  No pictures are allowed inside.  Like Hiroshima, it is a somber experience.  You cannot tole the bell for peace here, because the bell rope has been removed.  We walked to Nishizaka Hill, where in 1597, the shogun Toyotomi Hideyoshi crucified 26 sainted Christians.  There is a stone bas relief monument, and a very interesting church, with ceramic encrusted towers.  Met George at the train station at noon for a continental breakfast-lunch.  George shopped books, and I bought some special double-sided tape for the second mate for map updates.  Our last stop was the supermarket, our final opportunity for treats before the Pacific crossing.  I bought tooth paste, deodorant, 2 kinds of Japanese snacks, dark chocolate cookies, Ritz crackers, and 4 kinds of red wine.  As I write this, I&amp;#39;m tasting something from Argentina called Malbec.  While it has a screw top bottle, corks don&amp;#39;t do any good for 2 buck chuck.  My opinion.  It is passable.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With help from the Fiedler web site, the tourist info ladies, and the local agent, we were able to communicate to the taxi driver where to take us.  The tourist info ladies wrote out instructions in kanji characters.  We were back on the ship by midafternoon.  I had time to do some laundry before supper.  In-port is a good time to do laundry, because the machines are very busy the first few days out of port.  Met the new captain tonight in the stairwell.  The previous captain leaves us tomorrow.  Schedule changes are continuous.  Now it is possible that we will stop in Vancouver, Canada.  It is also possible that we will stop in New Orleans before we dock in Houston.  Be sure to also look at George&amp;#39;s BLOG.  I have never seen it, but I have seen his phenominal photos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-3888590376505644745?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/3888590376505644745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/3888590376505644745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2009/01/day-98-nagasaki.html' title='Day 98 Nagasaki'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-1608253435183353202</id><published>2009-01-21T04:52:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T00:05:41.923-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 96 Nagoya</title><content type='html'>Monday, 1/19/09, overcast.  We were packed and waiting for the agent after breakfast, at 0800.  The agent kindly drove us and assisted us through Immigration and then Customs.  Afterwards, he drove us into Nagoya, and helped us make hotel reservations at JR Travel.  JR is Japanese Rail.  I&amp;#39;ve been to Japan 14 times before, and this Immigration and Customs experience was unique, and very different from Narita.  We were apparently a great exception.  After the agent brought us to the facility, we waited for 3 Immigration officials to arrive from another facility.  They were very courteous and polite and formal and thorough.  We were instructed to only fill out the right side of the Immigration card, pending successful individual interviews.  After we each explained that we were passengers on the freighter, George opened his computer and showed the Rickmers web page for freighter travel.  We were then invited to fill out the rest of the Immigration card.  Next, they took our pictures and recorded finger prints from both index fingers.  Next, the agent drove us to Customs and agents there searched our overnight packs.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At JR travel, my Visa card wouldn&amp;#39;t work, for hotel reservations or train tickets, despite 3 month advance notice to Visa.  My credit line is adequate and my account is current.  The merchant&amp;#39;s charge request came back with a request to call a local Visa number.  The merchant tried to call the number 8 or 9 times, but it was always busy.  Later, when I got through on the number, I got a recording in Japanese.  When I called Visa in the US, they claimed they blocked travel agents in Japan until they called for the recording, supposedly requiring merchants to check IDs.  This happened to me a few years ago with a Visa card from another company.  My opinion is that if you are travelling to Japan, don&amp;#39;t rely on Visa, because they have left me hanging twice.  Fortunately for me, George was kind enough to pay my expenses, and I repaid him in USD.  So, after that, we checked into one of the station hotels, and did a little exploring and looking at the stores. We went to this amazing store called BIC Camera.  Finally, we had a delightful Japanese dinner, of beer, miso soup, sushi, sashimi and other goodies, before retiring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-1608253435183353202?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/1608253435183353202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/1608253435183353202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2009/01/day-96-nagoya.html' title='Day 96 Nagoya'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-7954503917648303544</id><published>2009-01-18T04:31:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T08:37:46.733-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 95 Nagoya, Japan</title><content type='html'>Sunday, overcast with rain starting at noon.  Yesterday and last night: The unloading of the adjacent ship was completed after dark.  The ship&amp;#39;s crane unloaded 16 pallets at a time.  A choreography of 8 forklift drivers moved a pallet at a time onto waiting semi truck-trailers, without getting in each other&amp;#39;s way.  Large I-beams were washed before being loaded into the deep holds of this ship.  Today, loading of the I-beams and other cargo continues, even after the rain starts.  There is a barge along side the ship with more cargo.  Dock workers wear color coded helmets and shoulder straps.  Sometimes they use whistle signals to coordinate activities.  I have not seen cargo operations go this smoothly at any of the other ports.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be off the air again until 1/22/09.  In the morning, we are going to bust out of this place and escape on the bullet train to Nagasaki.  Hopefully, we will rejoin the ship there, and I will retroactively post the missing days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-7954503917648303544?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/7954503917648303544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/7954503917648303544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2009/01/day-95-nagoya-japan.html' title='Day 95 Nagoya, Japan'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-5121554358205681540</id><published>2009-01-17T03:59:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T15:36:31.461-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 94 Nagoya, Japan</title><content type='html'>Saturday, partly sunny.  Yesterday, while we were still in the Pacific, George saw a large group of dolphins, around 50.  I missed seeing them.  Last evening: As we were coming up the bay to Nagoya, the sky was clear, and I saw stars for the first time in days.  Must be an airport nearby, because air traffic was heavy.  Dropped anchor outside the port entrance.  At dawn today, the anchor was raised, and the pilot brought the ship to dock around 0730.  Loading operations are proceeding.  Unlike the docks I saw in the US and Europe, the docks in Asia have been new and clean.  The officer&amp;#39;s mess was full today with guests.  I ate in the crew&amp;#39;s mess.  Passengers are cooling our jets until Immigration opens Monday morning.  I read and wrote and did a sudoku puzzle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-5121554358205681540?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/5121554358205681540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/5121554358205681540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2009/01/day-94-nagoya-japan.html' title='Day 94 Nagoya, Japan'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-7381669157259619364</id><published>2009-01-16T03:14:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T09:23:57.502-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 93 Pacific Ocean</title><content type='html'>Friday, cool, but sunny.  12 degrees C. The water was very calm this afternoon.  We are on the Pacific side of Japan today, headed for Nagoya.  The ship will wait until morning to dock, because pilots don&amp;#39;t work at night here.  While the crew can go ashore, we are told that the passengers cannot, because Immigration is closed on weekends.  I guess we won&amp;#39;t be spending any money in this port to help the Japanese recession.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ship was buzzed by a fighter jet this morning, a little after 1030. I walked to the focsl for the first time in days.  Didn&amp;#39;t stay long.  I recorded a video on the way forward.  On the return trip, I walked on the port side.  There was a lot of water running on the deck, to wash it.  Had another general alarm drill and lifeboat drill mid-afternoon, at 1520.  The sunset was red tonight.  It was the first I have seen or noticed in nearly 2 weeks.  Supper was called Minute Meat.  It was a stir fry, and was quite good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-7381669157259619364?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/7381669157259619364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/7381669157259619364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2009/01/day-93-pacific-ocean.html' title='Day 93 Pacific Ocean'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-4398782906711997283</id><published>2009-01-15T04:58:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T10:01:43.314-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 92 East China Sea</title><content type='html'>Thursday, overcast and cool, 6 degrees C.  Most of the day, there are some swells and roll, but no white caps.  In the afternoon, the sea looks cold and battleship gray. Yesterday and today, I have caught up on my posts for the 10 days I was away from the ship in China.  I am back on schedule with this post.  The new steward is Ronald.  We are becoming familiar with the food of the new cook.  He does eggs ok.  Had deep fried calamari for supper.  I look forward to some reading and music and a movie tonight. The time advances an hour tonight.  Tomorrow, we will be 15 hours ahead of CST.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-4398782906711997283?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/4398782906711997283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/4398782906711997283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2009/01/day-92-east-china-sea.html' title='Day 92 East China Sea'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-8702102489903090375</id><published>2009-01-15T01:17:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T09:59:50.861-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 91 Shanghai to the ship</title><content type='html'>Wednesday, 1/14/09, still sunny and cold.  I am packed, fed and checked out when Sam arrives at 1000.  We take the red line north to where his car is parked.  Sam brings me inside the port gate, where I must ride the shuttle bus to the ship.  We say goodby, and I thank him for his kind assistance.  The crew seemed pleased and surprised that I was able to feed myself and get back to the ship on time.  The time window was tight, much less than the published schedule.  Originally scheduled to depart on 1/16/09, we depart today at 1800.  Because I have been away from the ship, the agent takes me to Immigration.  They wanted to verify that I matched my passport.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is comfortable to return to my temporary and familiar home on the ship.  I look forward to the bed and the roll I will experience tonight.  A few summary thoughts: It was nice to have a 10 day break from the ship.  Because my ship space and meals were paid for, the total cost per day for those 10 days more than doubled.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The changes in China are incredible!  Ann and I were in Beijing in 2004.  Shanghai and Beijing are certainly showcase cities with high air quality standards and cleaner power plants.  The news is full of stories about green topics and conservation.  I saw tree planting continuing.  There is so much new construction.  A few sites were standing still, perhaps because of the cold or the economic slowdown.  In the park areas, I saw retired people active and exercising every day, even in the cold of January.  There is now a retirement plan somewhat like Social Security.  Health insurance and unemployment insurance is available.  I enjoyed my visit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-8702102489903090375?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/8702102489903090375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/8702102489903090375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2009/01/day-91-shanghai-to-ship.html' title='Day 91 Shanghai to the ship'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-6564125126144833230</id><published>2009-01-15T01:17:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T09:55:18.217-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 90 Shanghai</title><content type='html'>Tuesday, sunny, cold, and hazy.  After another great breakfast, I take a taxi to the Taikang Road art area.  After walking around and looking for a while, I began the hour and a half walk back to hotel.  I follow my shadow north, sometimes stair stepping the blocks to the east to get through.  When I am tired at Shanghai Times Square, I look up and see a Starbucks.  It is time for another Chinese cranberry muffin.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of the next trek takes me up a pedestrian overpass.  The north wind is biting.  I see a man playing an instrument that makes a sound like a violin.  It is a long stick with strings stretched from top to bottom, which he plays with a bow.  The cross street which bisects People&amp;#39;s Square has a pedestrian underpass, which connects to the large subway station beneath People&amp;#39;s Square.  I come out across from the hotel.  I exchange my remaining Yuan for 40 dollars.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, I call fellow passenger George on the ship, who confirms that the ship has docked.  I am saddened to learn that one of our passengers is flying home tonight because of a medical problem.  Also, a crewman with pneumonia will be sent home tomorrow.  The upcoming passage across the North Pacific without hospital support would be too much risk for either of them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-6564125126144833230?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/6564125126144833230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/6564125126144833230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2009/01/day-90-shanghai.html' title='Day 90 Shanghai'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-5006591742567431589</id><published>2009-01-15T01:16:00.013-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T16:56:03.183-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 89 Shanghai</title><content type='html'>Monday, still sunny and cold, but hazy.  Sam spends part of the day with me.  We take the subway to the financial district.  We go up the Pearl of the Orient TV tower.  I believe this is the 3rd tallest building in China.  The first and second tallest buildings are visible nearby.  There are many school children on the second level, about 8 years old.  Many ask how old I am, convinced I must be ancient because of my hair color.  Afterwards, there is a museum on the lower level.  We enjoy refreshments afterwards.  We take the subway halfway back, stopping to make a purchase for Dave.  Late afternoon, when I am back in my room, there is some kind of an event across the street.  Two police cars, an ambulance, and a van with bars on the windows, appear and then leave after a few minutes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-5006591742567431589?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/5006591742567431589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/5006591742567431589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2009/01/day-89-shanghai.html' title='Day 89 Shanghai'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-9083413203074527771</id><published>2009-01-15T01:16:00.012-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T11:12:20.630-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 88 Shanghai</title><content type='html'>Sunday, sunny, clear and cold.  I walk to the other side of People&amp;#39;s Square and find the Shanghai Museum.  I must walk to the other side to enter.  I think this is a feng shue thing.  Two more young couples try to do the tea ceremony scam.  Perhaps this is like a parttime job on weekends.  Typical questions are, &amp;#39;Are you traveling alone?&amp;#39; and &amp;#39;How long will you be here?&amp;#39;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Shanghai Museum is excellent, and heated!  Today, admission is free.  I spend 3 hours there.  I take the escalators to the 4th floor and work my way down.  I did not see the audio guide rental, but wasn&amp;#39;t looking very hard.  Most sections have 1 sheet guides, written in Chinese, English, and Japanese.  A serious young art student expresses surprise at seeing me, a foreigner, interested in Chinese art.  He tells me most young Chinese are not very interested in Chinese art or history.  I walk past the Shanghai Grand Theatre on the way back.  The Chicago Symphony is playing tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-9083413203074527771?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/9083413203074527771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/9083413203074527771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2009/01/day-86-xian-back-to-shanghai.html' title='Day 88 Shanghai'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-2605905476158327576</id><published>2009-01-15T01:16:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T09:50:49.530-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 87 Shanghai</title><content type='html'>Saturday, sunny, clear, and cold.  I am glad to have my ski gloves.  After breakfast, I take a taxi further west on Nanjing Road to a mall and shopping area.  I take a picture of the Prada store for my daughter-in-law.  I think that makes 3 locations now.  There are not many shoppers in the upscale retail stores, neither foreigners nor locals.  There is a Gold&amp;#39;s Gym nearby.  I stop for a McCoffee.  As I am walking back to the hotel, I see a Subway sandwich shop.  I see no customers in the Porsche and other high-end auto stores.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-2605905476158327576?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/2605905476158327576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/2605905476158327576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2009/01/day-87-shanghai.html' title='Day 87 Shanghai'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-8824524178803771893</id><published>2009-01-15T01:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T11:25:00.261-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 86 Xi'an back to Shanghai</title><content type='html'>Friday, 1/9/09, hazy, sunny, and cold.  The rest of my stay is Shanghai is sunny, but cold.  The driver is a little early, and tries to renegotiate the price again.  At the airport, I discover I am in the first class line, but the lady helps me anyway.  I misread the seat number for the gate number and walk to the opposite end of the airport from where I am supposed to be.  I am early, so it is not a problem.  After take off, we climb out of the darker air and into clear sunlight at about 10,000 feet.  The meal and beverage are free again.  I choose fish-rice.  Another difference is that the airline food actually tastes good here.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Shanghai, I ride the new Maglev train (magnetic levitation), which takes me 2/3 of the way back to the city center in 8 minutes.  Max speed is 430 kilometers per hour.  Except for one bump, the ride is smooth, with even acceleration the first half, and even deceleration on the second half.  I had wondered if there would be any unusual sensation, like all the iron in my blood moving to the top of my head, but it felt just like a regular train.  Lonely Planet says the cars on the road look like they are going backwards.  They really do.  I take the subway the rest of the way to People&amp;#39;s Square and the Park Hotel.  The cost and the time of the train and the subway are less than half of the cost and time of a taxi.  I watch and enjoy the evening view from my room above the park.  After dark, there are moving light effects on the Capitaland Building.  Pizza Hut delivers in China.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-8824524178803771893?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/8824524178803771893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/8824524178803771893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2009/01/day-85-xian-terracotta-warriors.html' title='Day 86 Xi&apos;an back to Shanghai'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-3497379809329342823</id><published>2009-01-15T01:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T11:22:28.219-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 85 Xi'an Terracotta Warriors</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SZZIHmv0LXI/AAAAAAAAAIA/mOX8k0cCSrc/s1600-h/TerracottaW.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 70px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SZZIHmv0LXI/AAAAAAAAAIA/mOX8k0cCSrc/s320/TerracottaW.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302504906772721010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday 1/8/09, very hazy, sunny and cold.  Xi&amp;#39;an is pronounced kind of like SHEE-ANN.  My driver was waiting for me at 0900, the appointed time.  On the way, he stops to refill the vehicle with LNG.  The fill cap is in the engine compartment.  Negotiated the same price all over again, with help from the driver&amp;#39;s English speaking friend, by cell phone.  I confirm that I do not want to visit the other sites, only the Terracotta Warriors and the city Bell Tower, before returning to the hotel.  The side trip for fuel and the drive to the Terracotta site take about an hour.  It is cold.  I am wearing a layer of thermal underwear, and wished I had also worn the second layer.  After a cell phone call, an English speaking guide arrives.  We run through the whole taxi price and return schedule again.  Her fee is 100 Yuan, about 13 USD, and very well worth the cost.  She is tall and bright, and enjoys her job.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The winter admission price is 65 Yuan.  There are 4 pits.  The 4th is empty, and unexcavated.  Pit 1 is the largest and best known.  I take a series of pictures, which I think I can join together into a panorama.  Pit 3 contains high ranking officers.  Pit 2 is only partially excavated.  The contents are known and mapped, but scholars and researchers are waiting until better excavation techniques are developed, so that the color may be preserved.  There are some excellent statues in glass display cases, which ordinary people can get close to.  Dignitaries are sometimes permitted into the pits, close up to the actual statues.  Made a short visit to the gift shop, where jade and stone carvings may be purchased.  Replicas of the warriors carved from the same material can be purchased.  The cost of a life-size replica including shipping, and before winter discount, is 13,000 Yuan, about 2000 USD.  I settle for a packet of post cards.  On the return trip, the driver proceeds into the old walled city, which has been restored.  He parks south of the Bell Tower so I may take pictures.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back at the hotel, I try to get my air ticket confirmed for the next day, but that apparently is not done.  I enjoyed this part of China very much.  If I had more time, and it was warmer, I would have visited the provincial fine art museum, which was only a few blocks away.  Technology is amazing.  After midnight, I am able to watch the President-elect&amp;#39;s speech live on CNN.  I watch about 20 minutes before going to sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-3497379809329342823?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/3497379809329342823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/3497379809329342823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2009/01/day-88-shanghai.html' title='Day 85 Xi&apos;an Terracotta Warriors'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SZZIHmv0LXI/AAAAAAAAAIA/mOX8k0cCSrc/s72-c/TerracottaW.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-9031789331678120063</id><published>2009-01-14T08:01:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T11:03:43.932-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 84 Shanghai to Xi'an</title><content type='html'>Wednesday, rainy and gray.  After an early breakfast, I stored my suitcase at the hotel and took a taxi to the Pudang Airport.  Fantastic self-check in: Didn&amp;#39;t matter what airline, just entered passport number.  Coffee was expensive, but good.  RT airfare to Xi&amp;#39;an, 40% of the way across China, was 140 USD, and that included a meal and FREE beverages.  YOU HEAR THAT DELTA-NW?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The taxi experience was memorable.  There is almost no English here, except for the hospitality people.  The taxi driver and I invented a way to communicate.  A sleeping head meant the hotel.  &amp;#39;Beijing Olympics&amp;#39; wasn&amp;#39;t understandable, but Beijing and a drawn Olympic symbol, and a thumbs up brought a smile.  Numbers seem to be universally understood.  We agreed to a half day contract for a trip to the Terracotta Warriors the next day.  Hotel check-in was no problem.  Visa is universally understood.  The hotel is a 5 star, and is nice.  I  ate in the &amp;#39;western restaurant&amp;#39;.  Ordered a garden salad and salami pizza.  Salami was no longer available, so I settled for a cheese pizza, and took half of it to my room for the second night.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The air standards here are lower than in Shanghai.  The air is yellow-brown now in the winter, and the visibility is low.  I have not used an inhailer since I was a child, but I was wishing I had one here.  Took antihistamine and decongestant. I start reading Thunder Bay, a story from my home state.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-9031789331678120063?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/9031789331678120063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/9031789331678120063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2009/01/day-84-shanghai-to-xian.html' title='Day 84 Shanghai to Xi&apos;an'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-575602381100404394</id><published>2009-01-14T05:43:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T11:00:03.858-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 83 Shanghai</title><content type='html'>Tuesday, rainy, gray, and cold.  After a leisurely breakfast, I walk down Nanjing Road to the Bund, the historic raised river bank of the Huangpu River.  While there are many skyscrapers on my side, the 3 tallest buildings in Shanghai are across the river in the financial district.  I see ocean-going ships coming up the river.  The Huangpu River runs into the Yangzi River, below where the Rickmers Jakarta was docked.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After taking a picture of a mulitiple kite on the Bund, the seller tries to make a sale.  I make the mistake of asking how much.  He offers a kite for 100 Yuan.  I really don&amp;#39;t want a kite.  He follows me for a long time, eventually offering 5 kites for 100 Yuan.  My hip is getting sore.  I tell him &amp;#39;no&amp;#39; in Mandarin, and he finally gives up.  So, just don&amp;#39;t ask.  There are boat trips on the Huangpu, which I am told are spectacular at night, but it is too cold.  Many doors push-in here.  It is necessary to pull these doors to exit.  McDonalds does doors the western way.  Driving is on the right.  In Hong kong, driving is on the other side.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-575602381100404394?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/575602381100404394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/575602381100404394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2009/01/day-83-shanghai.html' title='Day 83 Shanghai'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-52714344107634978</id><published>2009-01-14T05:43:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T10:57:01.314-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 82 Shanghai</title><content type='html'>Monday, rainy and gray.  Prior to arrival, I had contracted to have a translator today, to help me with art translation.  In Hong Kong, artist&amp;#39;s names were only in Chinese characters.  Here, however, artist&amp;#39;s names are also in English.  Kevin arrived at 9 am.  We discussed Chinese history, culture, and logic system for an hour, before moving on to other topics.  I asked for written instructions, in Chinese, that I could give the taxi driver in Xi&amp;#39;an.  That proved to be a good precaution.  I also asked Kevin to make some phone calls and get some information for me.  After that, we explored Shanghai, visiting several areas, including the area and bazaar of the Yuyuan Garden.  After lunch, we take a taxi to visit several private art galleries.  Women taxi drivers are common here.  One artist that I remember was Wu Guanzhong.  This time of year, many galleries are unheated and cold.  From the taxi, I see live chickens at a street market.  Another person dies of bird flu in Beijing.  I stop eating chicken.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-52714344107634978?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/52714344107634978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/52714344107634978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2009/01/day-82-shanghai.html' title='Day 82 Shanghai'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-4387757750800866909</id><published>2009-01-14T03:16:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T10:54:21.809-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 81 Shanghai</title><content type='html'>Sunday, rainy and gray, with a few minutes of sun in the afternoon. Shanghai is an incredible city.  Like Beijing, it is a showcase city.  The people of Shanghai like to compare it to NYC.  I think that is a good comparison.  Like NYC, there are some older and shabbier neighborhoods.  The Pudong financial district and the Puxi area where I stayed were clean and bright, inspite of continuing construction.  The subway system is new and modern.  I had 3 main objectives on this visit to China.  I wanted to see the Terracotta Warriors.  I wanted a break from the ship.  I wanted to see some more Chinese art.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Connected with Samuel using George&amp;#39;s phone.  Sam brought the other 3 passengers to the subway station, and me to the Park Hotel.  Sam also helped me to buy air tickets for my side trip to Xi&amp;#39;an.  After I checked in and exchanged some cash, I took a walk, finding a Starbucks on the corner of People&amp;#39;s Park.  Had a great Chinese cranberry muffin and coffee, a frequent lunch during my stay.  Afterwards, while walking through the park, I encountered some friendly college age &amp;#39;students&amp;#39;, who asked to practice English, and invited me to a &amp;#39;folk cultural event&amp;#39; tea ceremony.  In Shanghai, I was approached over and over with this scam, sometimes after I was asked to take a picture.  Also, &amp;#39;Want to buy a watch?&amp;#39; Sunday was a work day for many people, because of the western New Year holiday earlier in the week.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Park Hotel is a historic building.  I stayed there before and after my trip to Xi&amp;#39;an.  With its brownstone color, it stands out in contrast to the newer buildings around it.  I found it to be secure and comfortable.  My first room was on a side street and more modern.  On my second stay, the room was older and needed work, but the view of the park was a 5 star view.  I registered for the daily buffet breakfast, at 15 USD, which had western, Japanese, and Chinese selections.  It was the best breakfast of this whole trip.  I usually had a glass of grapefruit juice, 2 heavy whole grain toasts with butter, 4 kinds of cereal in a bowl with yogurt, a small piece of bacon, 2 kinds of fried vegetables, a potato cake, and 2 coffees.  George asked me to pass along that he has not been able to update&lt;br&gt;his Blog from China, but will when we reach Japan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-4387757750800866909?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/4387757750800866909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/4387757750800866909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2009/01/day-81-shanghai.html' title='Day 81 Shanghai'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-2839125859359068467</id><published>2009-01-03T08:06:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T22:10:41.448-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 80 Shanghai</title><content type='html'>Saturday, smooth and sunny.  Overcast after 1500.  Washed 2 loads of clothes early today.  I&amp;#39;m ready for China!  After rhe pilot arrives, we start the 6 hour journey up the Yangzi River.  The water carries sediment and has a characteristic brown color.  Both the Yangzi and the Mekong of Viet Nam originate in the Himalayas.  The traffic is heavy and multidirectional.  Horn is a major mode of communication.  It is easy to think in terms of car horn.  Ship horn is an order of magnitude different.  Tied up at 1645.  Cleared Immigration, and transportation is confirmed for tomorrow.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you David and Samuel for making this special excursion possible.  I&amp;#39;ll be booking air travel to the west tomorrow.  I will be off the air for email and postings for the next 10 days, but will post retroactivly starting on January 14th.  The other 3 passengers will return to the ship tomorrow night, and continue on to the ports of Dalian and Xingang.  I have other things in mind, and will skip the cold and snow of northern China.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-2839125859359068467?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/2839125859359068467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/2839125859359068467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2009/01/day-80-shanghai.html' title='Day 80 Shanghai'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-7323654890541927066</id><published>2009-01-02T05:29:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T00:45:04.690-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 79 East China Sea</title><content type='html'>Friday, overcast and cold.  Temperature is 7 degrees C.  I put on the wool blanket last night.  I did not go to the focsl today.  Duty officer confirmed that the storm yesterday was Beaufort scale 9.  The roll meter incorrectly registered 30 degrees overnight, perhaps because of some of the hard swell impacts at the bow.  There continues to be little roll because the swells are from the front.  In the morning, the swells are still 5 to 6 meters. Today, the ship passed from the Taiwan Strait into the East China Sea.  During late afternoon, we pass through scores of fishing boats.  As the swells moderate, the ship resumes speed.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My corner cabin has 2 outside walls and the space above the ceiling is unheated.  Midmorning, the temp was down to 18C.  I tried turning on the heater in the bathroom, and it works now.  Also, the air coming out of the ceiling vent is no longer cold.  ETA for Shanghai is 1300 1/3/09, depending on the ship&amp;#39;s speed.  Starting 1/4/09, I will be off the ship for 10 days.  Please check back on 1/14/09, when I will begin filling in the missing days with my mainland adventures.  I will not be with the ship when it visits Dalian or Xingang.  I will rejoin the ship, when it makes its final stop in Shanghai before leaving China.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished reading Fiddlers by McBain today.  Tonight, I opened the first bottle of Chile cabernet that I bought in Hong Kong.  It is ok.  Chocolate supply may be enough for the duration.  Finished the soynuts from home today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-7323654890541927066?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/7323654890541927066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/7323654890541927066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2009/01/day-79-east-china-sea.html' title='Day 79 East China Sea'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-4072231747184934547</id><published>2009-01-01T06:59:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T22:10:56.430-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 78 South China Sea</title><content type='html'>Thursday, New Years Day, started sunny with blue sky.  Last night, we were not able to see the fireworks from the ship.  The clouds above the island reflected a little light twice, but that was it.  Another passenger bought a bottle of champaign in Hong Kong and shared.  The four of us had interesting conversation until 0130.  Weighed anchor around 0345.  I woke to an intermittent banging noise after 0430.  Knew what it was, but I went up to the pilot deck with my flashlight to make sure before reporting it.  The aft crane was stowed, but the hook was loose, so it was moving and banging with the rolls.  Reported it to the duty officer, who got it properly secured right away.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ship is bearing north toward Shanghai.  I went to the focsl before lunch today.  I wore my blue rain shell.  The hood worked really well at keeping my hard hat from being blown away.  Because of the strong wind from the port fore quarter, I walk on the starboard side both ways.  It feels cold.  I do not stay long.  Chef Roger has prepared another feast.  I probably ate too much.  It is a good day for a nap.  I skip supper.  As the day progresses, the seas become rougher.  From mid-afternoon, there are heavy swells from the direction we are headed.  The good news is that the roll is not bad, but we get regular vertical movement, and occasional abrupt shifts.  The sun turns Japanese red as it sets through the horizon haze layer.  This is Beaufort scale 7 at least, maybe 8 or 9.  I read about China.  I am excited.  I also read fiction, which goes so fast compared to some of the non-fiction I have been reading.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-4072231747184934547?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/4072231747184934547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/4072231747184934547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2009/01/day-78-south-china-sea.html' title='Day 78 South China Sea'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-8415151126176093356</id><published>2008-12-31T09:51:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T16:05:49.334-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 77 Hong Kong</title><content type='html'>Wednesday, overcast and hazy.  The sun almost broke through once.  Last night: Finished reading Khaled Hosseini&amp;#39;s A Thousand Splendid Suns.  The first 90 percent was all pain.  The last 10 percent was ok.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The water taxi arrived on time to pick us up.  The agent&amp;#39;s assistant kept us cooling our heels on the dock for half an hour, before he delivered our passports from Immigration.  The assistant did help us change money at a good rate, and suggested where one of the passengers could reload his cell phone minutes.  Observed at least 6 street missionaries.  Forgot to mention that we saw a young monk in orange in Thailand.  Took the funicular up to Victoria Peak.  Nice view, but hazy.  We could see the ship at anchor on the back side of Hong Kong Island.  We ate at the McDonalds on Victoria Peak.  There is also a BK up there.  So far, every place I have gone ashore has had the big yellow arches.  Took the Star Ferry across to Kowloon.  Walked to the Kowloon Park and visited the HK Heritage Discovery Center.  Walked to the HK Museum of Art.  The Chinese Antiquities collections were good.  The special exhibition of a current artist, well, ahh, I&amp;#39;m not going to comment.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate supper at an Outback Steakhouse.  Had a shrimp caesar salad and a good glass of wine.  Found a grocery store and got 2 bottles of wine.  The slop chest will be closed for almost 3 weeks until the new captain takes over.  Took the ferry back to Hong Kong and managed to connect with the agent, clear Immigration, and get a ride back to the ship.  Hong Kong has geared up for a big party.  Many streets and docks are closed to vehicles.  Many skyscrapers on both Hong Kong and Kowloon have animated Christmas and New Years images.  Fireworks start soon.  Not sure if we will be able to see it from the ship. Happy New Years!  We are scheduled to weigh anchor at 02:00.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-8415151126176093356?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/8415151126176093356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/8415151126176093356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2008/12/day-77-hong-kong.html' title='Day 77 Hong Kong'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-5016140633877850653</id><published>2008-12-30T05:18:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T10:29:53.750-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 76 Hong Kong</title><content type='html'>Tuesday, hazy, rainy, foggy, colder. Temperature was 17 degrees C at 13:00.  I wore on a long sleeve shirt for the first time in a month.  Last night: Gave myself a haircut.  With a single mirror, the back is the hardest, but most of my flip is gone now.  Looks ok from the front, and I can&amp;#39;t see the back.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had moderate roll.  This morning, the maximum roll indicator showed 10 degrees.  Saw more small ships and boats as we neared Hong Kong.  13:15 The ship is going in circles.  Either the rudder is broken, or we are waiting for the pilot to arrive.  15:45 Dropped anchor.  We are between Hong Kong Island and Lamma Island, closer to the northwest corner of Lamma Island.  The ship will not be at dock here.  Barges are used for loading and unloading cargo.  17:15 Spoke with the local agent.  This was the only agent so far who would admit his identity and actually give us his card.  The water taxi will cost us 130 USD, each way.  We will split that between us.  The taxi will pick us up at 09:00 Wednesday morning.  Liberty expires at 22:00.  There are supposed to be fireworks tomorrow night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-5016140633877850653?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/5016140633877850653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/5016140633877850653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2008/12/day-76-hong-kong.html' title='Day 76 Hong Kong'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-5120812599485177938</id><published>2008-12-29T04:40:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T16:05:06.513-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 75 South China Sea</title><content type='html'>Monday, hazy and overcast.  There were intermittent patches of blue sky, and sometimes, the sun lined up with the holes in the clouds.  Swells have been minor.  The headwind is less than yesterday.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way to the focsl today, I climbed up and walked on the hatches part way, because of corrosion control work or dunnage along the way.  Saw no birds or fish today.  Noticed a small ship going by in the opposite direction.  Learned where we will anchor in Hong Kong tomorrow.  I have been discussing and reading about possible activities there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-5120812599485177938?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/5120812599485177938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/5120812599485177938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2008/12/day-75-south-china-sea.html' title='Day 75 South China Sea'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-2311291105286885187</id><published>2008-12-28T07:10:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T22:17:28.687-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 74 South China Sea</title><content type='html'>Sunday, overcast, changing to partly sunny, then rain and fog when we reach the intersection of warm water and cooler wind.  Last night: Enjoyed the last one fourth of the last bottle of merlot, which I had been hoarding since last month.  Departed Ho Chi Minh City at 0500 with the outgoing tide.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The channel is through mangrove swamps.  Got to the coastal waters about 0800.  The chief officer patiently corrects my pronunciation of my 6 Chinese words.  At 1100 I see an oil platform.  The headwind is strong.  Coming in from the pilot deck, I use one hand to keep my sun glasses from blowing away, and have difficulty pulling the door open with my other hand.  Midday, during a break in the rain, I walked to the focsl.  The air temperature is still comfortable for Bermuda shorts, but is cooler each day we move north.  A sea eagle soars beside the front of the ship for a long time, diving into the water when it eyes food.  Its recovery is fast and it is back in the air quickly after each catch.  It is black with a white underside, and its body is sleek and streamlined. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 1430, I saw the Gerd Maersk, probably still the largest container ship in the world, at 367 m long, 42 m wide, 25 knots.  That is about the length of an aircraft carrier, but not as fast.  My first ballpoint pen ran dry today.  This evening, we are in the open ocean and experiencing a little more roll.  There is another time zone change tonight.  We will be 14 hours ahead of cst again, for the next 3 weeks, until we leave China.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-2311291105286885187?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/2311291105286885187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/2311291105286885187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2008/12/day-74-south-china-sea.html' title='Day 74 South China Sea'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-4490920736088883923</id><published>2008-12-27T07:37:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T19:40:26.982-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 73 Ho Chi Minh City</title><content type='html'>Saturday, overcast and sprinkles, with a brief period of sun during midday.  Last night, we watched the dock activity and the surroundings from the pilot deck.  Here, as in some other Asian ports, the outboard motor from the man-overboard boat is removed and stored inside.  Safety rules vary widely by port for dock workers.  Life vests and hard hats are not required here, and sandals are common.  The latest plan is to sail at 0500 Sunday, so we are no longer a day ahead of schedule, and we could have spent the day in the city.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The passenger lounge is open to us most of the time now.  It contains 2 wall shelves for books, a floor cabinet with 2 shelves of books, and two other closed cabinets with magazines, puzzles, and limited tourist information.  About a month ago, I neatened up the books.  I have not sorted them by author, but that could happen on the Pacific crossing.  Today, I sorted the contents of the closed cabinets, tossing some newspapers from 2007, and dividing the magazines from the puzzles and the tourist information.  I found and read several freighter industry magazines, and 4 NewYorkers.  Also took several pictures of ship and port activities.  One of the things I learned today is that Babylonian astronomers determined that there are 235 lunar months in 19 years.  Time for a movie!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-4490920736088883923?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/4490920736088883923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/4490920736088883923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2008/12/day-73-ho-chi-minh-city.html' title='Day 73 Ho Chi Minh City'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-9021093576578469661</id><published>2008-12-26T06:47:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T15:59:11.158-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 72 South China Sea</title><content type='html'>Friday, overcast turning to rain.  The temperature is cooler now.  Last night: I watched a documentary on Van Cliburn.  There were many fishing boats in the area with bright light arrays, to attract fish.  We had one short period of moderate roll, but the night was mostly smooth.  Over the last several weeks, sometimes the ship&amp;#39;s movement is like a continuous earthquake, sometimes it is like a galloping horse, and sometimes it is like a cradle or a hammock.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left the South China Sea this afternoon, at 1400, moving through narrow tidal channels for 3 hours, arriving at the dock in Ho Chi Minh City at 1730.  There are many old wooden fishing boats, many tied up near the shore.  We saw 2 high speed transports, which pass close in front of the ship.  They appear to be hovercraft.  The local pilot blew the ship&amp;#39;s horn many times because of boats too close or blind turns.  I&amp;#39;m glad I was back from the focsl when the honking started, because the horn is up there, and it is LOUD.  The ship is tied up near a new suspension bridge, which is under construction, and about half complete.  It is dark already, but I see many large logs on the dock.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three of us needed visas, at 75 USD each.  The schedule is being advanced, and liberty will expire at 0930 tomorrow morning.  All three of us decide not to get a visa for $75 on a rainy night.  At home, we use some Kashi brand products, toaster waffles, cereals, snack bars.  I&amp;#39;m trying to learn a few Chinese words and also am looking at my Japanese guide.  I learned that kashi is a Japanese word that means &amp;#39;little confection&amp;#39;.  This is another passenger&amp;#39;s blog: &lt;a href="http://gklucsarits.blogspot.com"&gt;gklucsarits.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; Correction: Yesterday, we were in the Gulf of Thailand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-9021093576578469661?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/9021093576578469661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/9021093576578469661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2008/12/day-72-south-china-sea.html' title='Day 72 South China Sea'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-8639101438759329126</id><published>2008-12-25T05:26:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T11:41:14.013-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 71 South China Sea</title><content type='html'>Christmas Day Thursday, overcast.  Last evening, we gathered in another passenger&amp;#39;s cabin and enjoyed traditional German Christmas cake-cookies with hot tea and good conversation.  At 9 am, I called home and talked with family and friends.  It was 8 pm Chistmas Eve at home, and the party was in full swing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched a Michael Palin DVD on freighter travel.  BBC 1988.  He reenacted Around the World in 80 Days.  While the ship was a container ship, the physical movement of the ship at sea was representative.  At noon, we had a Christmas feast in the crew&amp;#39;s mess.  Chef Roger did a magnificent job, serving up roast turkey and piglet, to name just a few of the items.  Of course, there were liquid refreshments, followed by karaoke.  Watched until 4:30 pm.  I&amp;#39;m too full to think about supper.  There are many small fishing boats around with bright lights, perhaps to attract fish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-8639101438759329126?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/8639101438759329126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/8639101438759329126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2008/12/day-71-south-china-sea.html' title='Day 71 South China Sea'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-7157790288358099535</id><published>2008-12-24T06:44:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T09:53:21.881-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 70 Laem Chabang, Thailand</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SVKAxD5UwBI/AAAAAAAAADw/O_W6ztClxzo/s1600-h/ancientsiam.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 260px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SVKAxD5UwBI/AAAAAAAAADw/O_W6ztClxzo/s320/ancientsiam.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283426893206700050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Eve.  Wednesday, sunny and pleasant most of the day, with clouds later.  This has been a quiet day on the ship for me.  The planned schedule is to weigh anchor at 2100.  Still don&amp;#39;t have an updated schedule after that.  My Nikon chewed up and spit out its second set of batteries.  Replaced the batteries, and uploaded the pictures today.  Tomorrow, after the crew has recovered from the intense activities of unloading and loading, the holiday activities begin.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the shopping mall last night, I bought 400 grams of unsalted cashews and a bottle of cabernet.  Both are quite good.  The grapes came from South Africa, but the wine was bottled in Thailand.  By careful daily portion management, I got Ann&amp;#39;s phenominal trail mix to last this long.  I dumped the remains on my desk and sorted it into 2 piles, old cashew crumbs, and almonds and dried cherry pieces.  I ate the few old cashew crumbs and put the remaining almonds and dried cherries in with the new cashews.  Should last until I get home.  Alecia, I have a picture of that store you like from Singapore.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Indonesia, Singapore, and Thailand all have driving on the OTHER side of the road.  Comfort level and cleanliness were very high in Singapore.  Thailand has made good improvements.  Thailand has kind and peaceful people.  The crew tells me that Indonesia gets very high marks in other areas. Another tropical sunset.  Well, we couldn&amp;#39;t actually see the sun, but the bottom of the cloud ceiling was a striking orange and pink. The attached picture is of myself (on the left) and the other passengers; George, Hubert (with the beard), and Dieter in an ancient Siam park.   Merry Christmas, everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-7157790288358099535?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/7157790288358099535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/7157790288358099535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2008/12/day-70-laem-chabang-thailand.html' title='Day 70 Laem Chabang, Thailand'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SVKAxD5UwBI/AAAAAAAAADw/O_W6ztClxzo/s72-c/ancientsiam.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-6289478124809599503</id><published>2008-12-23T09:20:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T23:02:27.130-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 69 Laem Chabang, Thailand</title><content type='html'>Tuesday, sunny and nice. Tied up at 6 am this morning. Met with the local agent after breakfast. We had to sign a lot of documents here. The agent drove us into Bangkok, about an 80 mile trip each way, and stayed with us the whole day. We visited the Ancient Siam heritage park, full of many old shrines and pagodas. The park is laid out like the country, with 116 points of interest. Later, we saw the gold reclining Buddha. It is very large. Seems like a block long. Thailand is 95% Buddhist, so there are many temples and shrines throughout the country. We got a quick look at the old cannon museum, in front of the Ministry of Defense building. Drove by it twice. If you have seen the James Bond movie, The Man with the Golden Gun, you know about the klong boats, shaped like a large canoe. The propulsion is provided by a truck engine on a swivel, attached to a 12 foot shaft, with a weed-wacker propeller on the end. Yes, of course, we had a ride through the klongs. I didn&amp;#39;t get to steer, though. Oh well, they won&amp;#39;t let us steer the ship either. A klong vendor even tried to sell us a carved elephant, or a variety of other things. Was offered a Thai kick-boxing demo, but we declined. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was provided by the beautiful and generous Ai. Some of us had Singha beer and we all shared shabu-shabu, a Japanese communal meal. Ate with chop sticks! Stopped at a shopping center on the way back to the ship to spend our last baht. Ended up with 3 Thai coins. We were back to the ship by 2130. Text on signs is often written in beautiful script with small holes in the end of strokes, which makes the words look like the copper traces on pc boards. I saw birds today, for the first time in days. Saw one when I first looked out my window. Later, I saw white birds that looked like egrets. Saw a few dogs around. Saw one cat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-6289478124809599503?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/6289478124809599503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/6289478124809599503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2008/12/day-69-laem-chabang-thailand.html' title='Day 69 Laem Chabang, Thailand'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-5548249657377245660</id><published>2008-12-22T05:36:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T09:55:47.286-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 68 Gulf of Thailand</title><content type='html'>Monday, some clouds early, but mostly sunny.  As we travel north, the temperature has dropped a little, but is still tee-shirt and sun screen weather.  Last night was clear when I phoned home.  Saw Orion and many others.  Saw the big dipper in the early morning hours, but Polaris was obscured by low clouds.  We had drill mid-morning, to the muster station, and then to the escape pod.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the focsl after lunch, I saw some flying fish.  Still no birds.  Sometimes there is floating refuse in the water.  At 1400, I saw a rain squall approaching, and barely made it back to the accommodation structure without getting wet.  The squall was over and the sun was back in 20 minutes.  There are small fishing boats out here.  At supper, the Christmas trees have been put up and decorated in the dinning rooms.  The ship has crossed the South China Sea and has entered the Gulf of Thailand.  Expected arrival in Thailand is early morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-5548249657377245660?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/5548249657377245660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/5548249657377245660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2008/12/day-68-gulf-of-thailand.html' title='Day 68 Gulf of Thailand'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-3573972056303159538</id><published>2008-12-21T04:43:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T22:19:00.191-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 67 Singapore Strait to Gulf of Thailand</title><content type='html'>Sunday, early light haze, sunny all day, another perfect tropical day at sea.  Cargo loading continued into the early morning hours.  The cranes are secured and locked for sea.  We depart Singapore and are underway at 0800.  We pass the original area of Singapore, now filled with tall, modern buildings.  Except for the haze, it is a postcard picture.  Later we pass a large anchorage of ships waiting for clearance to enter the port.  There are many small fishing boats in the ship channel, with one or two people, and oars or a sail.  For the first half of the day, while the water is shallow, the water color is that beautiful light blue.  It changes to darker blue later in the day as the water gets deeper and the sun gets lower in the sky.  It is nice to be back on the focsl after lunch.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I listen to Stephen Lynch and laugh out loud.  Learned a few new songs to sing at the next neighborhood party.  I still notice no birds or fish here.  A white 5 gallon pail floats past.  I am reading my China book and considering options.  Tonight, the time retards an hour, so we will be back to only 13 hours ahead of CST for a week, before it starts advancing again.  The itinerary has some more tentative changes.  South America and Galveston are out.  Freeport, TX is in.  ETA in Houston is now 2/18/09.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-3573972056303159538?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/3573972056303159538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/3573972056303159538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2008/12/day-67-singapore-strait-to-gulf-of.html' title='Day 67 Singapore Strait to Gulf of Thailand'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-7139339765396910258</id><published>2008-12-20T05:16:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T08:13:40.154-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 66 Singapore</title><content type='html'>Saturday, comfortably hot, humid, and mostly sunny.  It has been a quiet day in port.  Met the new American passenger at breakfast.  He is the youngest passenger, at 47.  He does SAP related work in Singapore, is doing the whole trip, and is fluent in German.  Three of us walked around the dock area this morning, watching heavy objects being loaded and unloaded.  Liberty expired at 1600.  Cargo is still being loaded.  The ship may leave tonight.  Have been reading my new China book and also reviewing kanji characters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-7139339765396910258?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/7139339765396910258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/7139339765396910258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2008/12/day-66-singapore.html' title='Day 66 Singapore'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-7884762207477380429</id><published>2008-12-19T07:36:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T17:01:58.616-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 65 Singapore</title><content type='html'>Friday, hazy early, hot, humid, sunny midhalf, showers at 1600.  Last night: It is clear at 2100, before the moon rise.  Stars are great!  Faithful Orion and many others are visible for the first time in days.  Still smooth.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hot to trot, we cool our heels from 0900 to 1000, waiting for the clearance process.  We walk to the gate, walk out to Julon Buroh street, and flag down a taxi.  This is about a 1 mile walk.  The driver accepts USD without a problem.  We go to the shopping area on Orchard Road, about 12USD by taxi.  Singapore is clean and safe and comfortable, so different from some other places in Asia.  There is a strong emphasis here on education and tolerance.  We find a book store, with perhaps the largest English book selection in Asia.  LARGE.  I buy a Lonely Planet book on China, probably the first purchase that I will bring home.  Used plastic.  We have lunch at a place called Coffee Club.  I have a Caesar Salad and a Java Arabica coffee.  I think I am the only person on the ship who drinks coffee black, without sugar.  After that, we walk toward the older part of Singapore.  Walked until we were tired and hot, and almost by coincidence arrived at one of the 2 museums on my list, Singapore National Museum, a historical museum.  It was very good.  We get in for the senior rate, 5 SD, which includes an audio device.  This is the first museum in my life where such a device was free.  Afterwards, we take the outside escalator up the hill to the old fort, and walked around the reservoir to the Raffles wharf area, where we catch a taxi back to the ship.  After the taxi, we have 1.50 SD left between us.  Security is tight.  Our taxi driver has never been allowed inside the port area before.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A side note:  One of my traveling companions traveled across the Sahara in a VW bus, carrying 200 liters of gas, 200 liters of water, and 6 pieces of plywood for the sand.  We hear that the 4th passenger, an American, is aboard, but we have not met him yet.  My Volkswagen-and-ski-crash hip is sore from all the walking, and I will self-medicate tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-7884762207477380429?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/7884762207477380429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/7884762207477380429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2008/12/day-65-singapore.html' title='Day 65 Singapore'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-1152438470590253156</id><published>2008-12-18T05:31:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T22:29:54.953-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 64 Java Sea Northbound</title><content type='html'>Thursday, low haze early, sunny and blue sky all day.  Last night, I saw lightning, but the roll and vibration was minor and the sailing was relatively smooth.  Finished a Ludlum novel.  It was another great day in the tropics.  The waters we are crossing are shallow.  There is only 15 meters clearance in some areas.  If the ship were sitting on the bottom, my deck would still be above the water.  Because the water is relatively shallow, the color is that wonderful aqua-green of tropical island resorts, with a few darker patches.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is some headwind.  I spent an hour on the focsl, but no time on the Pilot Deck, because of the wind.  Finished listening to Ron White.  Started reading a book on kanji characters, and A Thousand Splendid Suns. We will be back in the Northern Hemisphere early in the morning, when we reach Singapore.  FLASH!  This just in: Hong Kong is back in the schedule.  Korea is out.  There are still 2 ports in Japan, but now they are Nagoya and Nagasaki.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-1152438470590253156?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/1152438470590253156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/1152438470590253156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2008/12/day-64-java-sea-northbound.html' title='Day 64 Java Sea Northbound'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-7451221450814880005</id><published>2008-12-17T06:51:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T14:14:44.600-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 63 Jakarta</title><content type='html'>Wednesday, overcast early, hot and sunny midday, 1600 dark with thunder and showers.  Last night I got a picture of another great tropical sunset.  Sleeping in port seems kind of boring now.  The steward had to get a tooth pulled.  The exchange rate here is about 11,000 Rupiah to 1 USD.  We went into the city midmorning, with one of the 3 cadets.  He wanted to buy some work clothing.  Instead of a taxi, we rode as passengers on motorcycles.  I have few pictures here, because I was concentrating on hanging on, and making sure my knees didn&amp;#39;t collide with truck body parts.  Like many local transportation providers, mine tried to renegotiate the agreed on price, when we returned to the port gate, unsuccessfully.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw 2 McDonalds and a KFC.  I had hoped to acquire local coffee beans and local dark chocolate.   Milk chocolate is apparently more popular here.  Had to settle for Tablerone Swiss dark chocolate.  It was just in time, because I had the last square of Belgian chocolate tonight.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The air was ripe with allergens before the late afternoon rain washed them out.  The rain brought a total stop to the cement loading on the next ship, which is painted pink on its lower surfaces.  At sunset, while the sun was obscured by clouds, the bottom of the cloud ceiling looked like it was on fire for a long time.  Our stay here is brief.  We depart shortly after 7 pm, to the north through the Java Sea, between Sumatra and Borneo, enroute to Singapore.  Going out past the breakwater is going to be a traffic jamb.  I&amp;#39;m not even going to look.  Amazingly, our time advances another hour tonight, so we will be 14 hours ahead of CST.  The number of hours will keep increasing until we cross the international dateline in early February 2009, when it will be 18 ahead of CST, and then flip to 6 hours behind CST.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-7451221450814880005?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/7451221450814880005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/7451221450814880005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2008/12/day-63-jakarta.html' title='Day 63 Jakarta'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-6965563844440301391</id><published>2008-12-16T07:41:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T11:02:08.218-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 62 Jakarta, Indonesia!</title><content type='html'>Tuesday, overcast with the sun peeking through.  Smooth sailing last night and today.  We are more than halfway in terms of longitude and clock hour, but a little less than halfway in terms of calendar days.  Last night I finished watching Castaway.  With a few exceptions, I am only up to C on the movies, so I think the movies will last.  I did watch all 5 of the James Bond movies on the ipod, regardless of their position in the alphabet, and maybe a few others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAND HO!  Saw the first land in days at 0830.  It was the remains of Krakatoa.  A few parts of the crater still stick through the water.  A smaller island in the center still vents steam, and is growing.  Our passage was obviously on the south side of Sumatra, not through the more dangerous Straight of Malacca.  Saw the first ships in days.  I had planned to spend only a half hour on the focsl today, so I didn&amp;#39;t put on sun screen.  Probably should have.  Still am not seeing birds or fish.  At 1000, we enter the channel between Sumatra and Java.  A fishing boat follows us for an hour.  In the afternoon, there are many small islands, and many small fishing boats.  I see vegetable material floating in the water, plant leaves and pieces of wood.  After passing an island with a lighthouse, we circle and wait among many interesting ships, until a local pilot boards.  Saw a dredge go by with a large garden on the aft deck.  Tall buildings and harbor cranes from Jakarta are visible in the haze.  The pilot guides us through the local traffic and the breakwater to our berth.  It reminds me of the trip from the Boston airport through the old tunnel into Boston.  If you looked to either side, you lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late afternoon, Immigration boards, and I am invited to pay $25 for a visa.  A vendor of the local agent offers us a city tour tomorrow for $50 per person.  We decline.  We will take a taxi for $10 total, each way, to downtown Jakarta.  The crew begins to unload cargo here, but will load very little or none.  There is a large cement plant here, and the next ship is being loaded with pallet loads of bags of cement.  There is a cattle ship futher down the dock, with 4 decks of live cattle.  Made me think of a cruise ship.  Really!  I will keep my window closed tonight.  I wonder if they recover the methane to propel the ship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the present schedule, including Houston, I count 17 ports for the trip.  We are scheduled to leave Japan to begin our crossing of the Pacific near the end of January.  Almost a month later, we arrive back at Houston, my starting point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my niece LW, Ta Ta for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-6965563844440301391?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/6965563844440301391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/6965563844440301391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2008/12/day-62-jakarta-indonesia.html' title='Day 62 Jakarta, Indonesia!'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-3244468741476311111</id><published>2008-12-15T05:25:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T07:48:41.571-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 61 Indian Ocean South of Sumatra</title><content type='html'>Monday, another overcast day.  Started with a little sun and blue sky.  Mild roll and headwind at noon.  Last night I actually saw 2 stars peeking through the thinning clouds.  The roll has been mild.  Started watching Castaway last night, another good movie to enjoy at sea.  Listened to comedian Ron White on the focsl today.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still no birds and no fish.  We are ahead of schedule and expect to reach Jakarta in another 24 hours or so.  I have a list prepared to resupply my snack drawer.  Ate the last mini salted nut roll today.  I need to eat more often when I take malaria pills.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-3244468741476311111?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/3244468741476311111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/3244468741476311111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2008/12/day-61-indian-ocean-south-of-sumatra.html' title='Day 61 Indian Ocean South of Sumatra'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-7795242999545317954</id><published>2008-12-14T07:27:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T07:52:26.935-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 60 Indian Ocean Southern Hemisphere</title><content type='html'>Sunday, overcast, foggy, and rainy.  At noon, I stood for a few minutes on the Pilot Deck, under the overhand, watching the rain water slosh back and forth on the deck as the ship rolled.  I have full rain gear, but decided not to make the trip to the focsl today.  Some of the crew was apprehensive about crossing the Indian Ocean, based on their previous rough crossing in late summer.  While we aren&amp;#39;t across yet, the water has been fairly the smooth, and much easier than the North Atlantic and the North Sea.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SUU55UtEN2I/AAAAAAAAADI/9qgLjL3bDvQ/s1600-h/piglet.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 189px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SUU55UtEN2I/AAAAAAAAADI/9qgLjL3bDvQ/s320/piglet.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279689795134830434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My communication link has been behaving.  I had originally shortened the two cables to keep then neat, with a bread bag twister on one and a rubber band on the other.  I think one was being crimped.  I dont even stow them now, just leave them out straight.  I also dont try to transmit from 4 pm until dark.  Have only had one problem with a large file.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my trips to Japan, I had accumulated many complimentary tissue packs.  When my cabin tissue box ran out, I decided to use them up, so I won&amp;#39;t be hauling them home.  We have another time zone change tonight, so tomorrow we will be on Jakarta time, 13 hours ahead of CST.  I have included a picture of Chef Roger carving the roast piglet from our feast last night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-7795242999545317954?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/7795242999545317954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/7795242999545317954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2008/12/day-60-indian-ocean-southern-hemisphere.html' title='Day 60 Indian Ocean Southern Hemisphere'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SUU55UtEN2I/AAAAAAAAADI/9qgLjL3bDvQ/s72-c/piglet.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-1608185536150937228</id><published>2008-12-13T08:12:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T10:55:43.266-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 59 Indian Ocean - Southern Hemisphere</title><content type='html'>Saturday, overcast, light rain early, mild roll today.  Overnight we crossed the Equator.  Had an easy night, with only mild roll.  This morning, we had drills.  For passengers, that meant 3 decks down to the muster station, then 2 decks back up and get strapped into the escape pod-life boat.  Here in warmer waters, I only bring my hard hat and life vest, not the immersion suit.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun peeked out once today, that I noticed.  I was on the focsl at the time, and got to see that magnificent blue water color again.  Saw no birds and no fish today.  Heard a new noise.  The water was turned on in the anchor chain tubes, to flush out the mud.  I have not applied sunscreen to my legs, and they are not red, but they feel like they are burned sometimes  The night skies have not been clear for a while, but I don&amp;#39;t think it is possible to see Polaris, the North Star, anymore.  As we have traveled farther south, I discovered that my star guide is only for the northern hemisphere  Doesn&amp;#39;t matter much, because our time south of the Equator is less than a week.  It is time to start taking malaria medication.  We had roast piglet at the barbeque party tonight, in the Blue Bar on the Pilot Deck  I had more than 1900 calories today.  There was karaoke, but I had to leave.  I notice the pool has been refilled, possibly for Equator rites later tonight?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-1608185536150937228?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/1608185536150937228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/1608185536150937228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2008/12/day-59-indian-ocean-southern-hemisphere.html' title='Day 59 Indian Ocean - Southern Hemisphere'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-4157780384338764555</id><published>2008-12-12T08:12:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T17:10:02.647-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 58 Indian Ocean</title><content type='html'>Friday, rain and foggy early, overcast all day.  Rain at 6 pm, with increasing roll.  Last night: Roll was mild.  Even though it was cloudy, we are closs to full moon.  I took pictures in the early morning hours when the moon peeked through, reflecting on the ocean.  Because of the subdued light and roll of the ship, I got &amp;#39;blur&amp;#39; warnings from my camera.  We are south of India, and east of the Maldives.  I have not seen another ship today.  I am surprised to see all the small island groups on the navigation chart for the Indian Ocean.  We continue southeast, crossing another time zone every 2 or 3 days.  We cross another tonight.  Tomorrow, we will be 12 hours ahead of home time, CST.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are few flying fish today.  Perhaps, like humans, they prefer sunny days, or perhaps they have already advanced up the food chain.  It is warm on the focsl today, even with the overcast.  The cooling breeze is very light.  I listen to my play list, singing and dancing to a few songs, like &amp;quot;Sweet Home Alabama&amp;quot; and &amp;quot;Born to be Wild&amp;quot;, until another passenger appears.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another passenger revised his meal portion instructions today: half size at breakfast, half size at lunch, and half size at supper, but full size for ice cream.  My diet is not too different, except I skip many deserts and often a course from each meal, but I add another 100 or 200 calories of red wine most days.  I estimate my total is around 1900 calories per day.  I still need my belt.  Life on a freighter is a vertical experience.  The laundry is down 1 deck.  The bridge is up 2 flights.  At meal time, 3 times a day we go down 3 flights.  To travel to the focsl, counting two trips to the bridge to check out and check back in, the total is 10 flights down and up.  I think everyone on the ship develops &amp;#39;calves of steel&amp;#39;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-4157780384338764555?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/4157780384338764555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/4157780384338764555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2008/12/day-58-indian-ocean.html' title='Day 58 Indian Ocean'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-2722299071667680692</id><published>2008-12-11T07:33:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T13:13:35.175-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 57 Indian Ocean</title><content type='html'>Thursday, foggy early, mostly blue sky through most of the day.  Water temp is warm.  It is hot in the sun at midday.  Very little wind.  Cold at home, but -63C in Siberia.  Last night was smooth and uneventful.  We had another time zone change, and are now 11 hours ahead of home.  Wrote another short story this morning.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the crewman asked why anyone would pay this much money to live on a freighter.  I explained, &amp;quot;Its just another day in paradise.&amp;quot;  I guess it makes a big difference if you don&amp;#39;t have to do it.  Scored a triple this afternoon.  Probably won&amp;#39;t be able to do this in the North Pacific, in February.  Spent nearly 2 hours on the focsl, all on the raised platform.  The pool was refilled this morning, so I used it when I came back from the focsl.  After I showered, I dragged out a deck chair on the Pilot Deck.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw a rainbow and distant showers to the port side.  I like the focsl because it is close to the water, and right out in front.  Saw no birds today.  For the first time this voyage, I saw or noticed flying fish.  They looked like dragon flies.  They were so small I didn&amp;#39;t recognize them as flying fish at first.  Finally saw one 4 inches long.  What I remember from the Navy were fish the size that lake perch used to be when I was a kid.  Back then, a misguided fish would occasionally fling itself onto the hangar deck.  That&amp;#39;s hangar deck, not flight deck.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today the water in front of me was a rare cobalt blue, with lighter streaks from the penetrating sunlight.  Perhaps it is because of the higher angle of the sun.  I came back from the focsl on the port side, passing through the base of two of the cranes.  One structure was being cleaned and prepared for painting.  Had to wait for a break in the falling paint chips and soapy degreaser dripping down.  Later, I stopped for falling sparks from welding.  I&amp;#39;m going to start wearing my hard hat on deck, like I&amp;#39;m probably supposed to.  Thankfully, this is way different from a cruise ship.  There are 3000 less people, and no lines!  Between the focsl and the Pilot Deck, I finished listening to &amp;quot;The Man Who Loved China&amp;quot;, interesting non-fiction about a British scholar, Joseph Needham.  The ipod is recharging now.  I want to watch the last half of &amp;quot;Calendar Girls&amp;quot; tonight.  We should pass through the Maldives early tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-2722299071667680692?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/2722299071667680692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/2722299071667680692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2008/12/day-57-indian-ocean.html' title='Day 57 Indian Ocean'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-3139642441232129310</id><published>2008-12-10T08:58:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T09:25:37.055-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 56 Indian Ocean</title><content type='html'>Wednesday, another beautiful day on tropical waters.  Had salt spray on both windows this morning.  Early visibility was down to about 5 miles due to low fog.  Clear higher up, changing to towering cumulo-nimbus with sun peeking through later.  Last night: Moderate roll.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My communication link to this BLOG failed yesterday.  After a phone call to the satellite phone support number, I was able to temporarily resolve the problem.  If the link fails again, there may be gaps, and postings may become shorter.  Plan B involves voice mail and more work for my support team.  Testing today went well, and perhaps the hardware will behave.  Also had some other unplanned events last evening.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stowed the winter blanket from my bed this morning. Sea water temp is 28C here.  The pool is empty.  I hear it will be refilled before the upcoming &amp;#39;Equator Crossing Event&amp;#39;.  Our course crosses the Maldives.  We get these extraordinary pastries some days.  Got my daily fix of the focsl today after lunch.  Almost always have it to myself.  I put on plenty of sun screen, even though there was little direct sun.  There was moderate roll, but no whitecaps.  Saw no fish or birds today.  Yesterday, there were small black sea birds.  If I did this again, I would bring a sea bird guide.  Only have 2 days left of the book on ipod.  A crewman related an experience on another ship.  A stowaway was detected.  Any crew is usually able to detect a stowaway within a day, and the method is interesting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-3139642441232129310?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/3139642441232129310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/3139642441232129310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2008/12/day-56-indian-ocean.html' title='Day 56 Indian Ocean'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-3488328713466657292</id><published>2008-12-09T09:57:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:00:37.935-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 55 Indian Ocean</title><content type='html'>Tuesday, sunny and smooth morning, rougher and overcast afternoon.  Last night: Supper was Chicken Cordon Bleu.  The sun setting through the haze was a striking red.  Finished watching Caddy Shack.  Had mild roll overnight.  There was another time zone change, so we are 10 hours ahead of home now.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are clear of Somalia, so the security protochol is back to normal today.  I spent 2 hours on the focsl after lunch, listening to the book on ipod.  If the raised platform I favor is too windy, I sit on a hatch counterweight just behind the raised part.  Wore only a tee shirt and Bermudas, so I slathered on the sunscreen.  Corrosion maintenance continues.  Sounded like a dentist&amp;#39;s office this morning.  On my walk to the focsl on the dry starboard side, I see a lot of paint chips on the deck.  By now, the decks will be swept clean and the bare spots will be primed.  I returned on the wet port side, where waves occasionally splash onto upper main deck.  There is no grinding or painting there today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to start my shopping list for Jakarta: more sun screen, more cabin snacks.  Also need to start studying another phrase book.  I received the latest schedule by email.  I&amp;#39;m told it can be found on the Rickmers website.  It is subject to revision weekly.  The schedule on my main website is quite incorrect now.  The end date is almost a month off, and we will not visit Kuwait or Hong Kong.  The new schedule includes a stop in Venezuela on 2/18/09, with arrival in Houston 2/27/09.  Might not be home until 3/5/09.  Late this afternoon as we get further into the Indian Ocean, we are starting to get a little more roll.  Might be putting everything away tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-3488328713466657292?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/3488328713466657292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/3488328713466657292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2008/12/day-55-indian-ocean.html' title='Day 55 Indian Ocean'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-7913220404898346860</id><published>2008-12-08T07:21:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T14:39:08.703-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 54 Indian Ocean</title><content type='html'>Monday, sunny and smooth.  Pizza and fried noodles last night for Sunday night supper!  Saw another Navy vessel this morning.  Additional security protochols remain in effect.  No visit to the focsl today, maybe tomorrow afternoon.  We stay close to the Yemen side, but are too far out to see anything.  This route is 26 miles longer than a straight line course, but I notice several other ships take it also.  Over the next 9 days we travel east and south.  Our travel south will be another 18 degrees of latitude, taking us across the equator to 6 degrees south latitude at Jakarta. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I washed and stowed my winter clothes this morning.  Won&amp;#39;t need long sleeves for a month, until we reach northern China which, by the way, gets its name from the Chin Dynasty.  I loaned my noise cancellation headphones to the doctor for his visit to the engine room this morning.  After lunch, I swim.  The pool has been newly refilled.  I like the salt water pool.  It is deep, but not a lap pool.  To swim each side is a scissor kick and one stroke.  It is pleasant drying in the midday sun and breeze.  I am stretched out in a plastic chair with my feet resting on my heels and my toes pointed up.  I notice my toes are vibrating.  Also the surface of the pool has an interesting and unusual stationary wave pattern of points.  After a few weeks on the ship, the background noises and movements hardly register.  It occurs to me that one could jump into the pool from 1, 2, 3, or 4 decks up, but Im not in college anymore, and I dont want to be confined to my cabin for the duration.  The afternoon would not be complete without some time in a deck chair on the Pilot Deck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-7913220404898346860?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/7913220404898346860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/7913220404898346860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2008/12/day-54-indian-ocean.html' title='Day 54 Indian Ocean'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-7960336263353558586</id><published>2008-12-07T08:07:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T12:54:54.698-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 53 Indian Ocean</title><content type='html'>Sunday, same hazy, sunny, hazy.  Moderate head wind today.  Rougher seas and white caps.  0845 Small rocky islands, both sides.  Saw a few ships.  1230 More small rocky islands.  I can see land on both sides as we cross from the Red Sea into the Indian Ocean.  On the raised platform at the foremost part of the focsl, the wind is whipping my jacket.  The combination of the air the ship is passing through and the headwind feels like 40 mph or more.  I raise my arms and stand on one foot in the karate crane position.  Have to lean forward into the wind.  Even with the wind, it is not difficult.  The rolling of the sea has strengthened my ankles.  Sea legs, I guess.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to finish reading Plum Wine by Davis-Gardner today.  My traveling companions to southern Japan might appreciate this novel.  Special additional security protocols are now in effect.  I would like to thank the US Navy for their presence in the area.  I guess my tax dollars are working for me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello back to Monte.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-7960336263353558586?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/7960336263353558586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/7960336263353558586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2008/12/day-53-indian-ocean.html' title='Day 53 Indian Ocean'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-2599996273048489976</id><published>2008-12-06T09:45:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T23:35:41.887-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 52 Red Sea</title><content type='html'>Saturday, hazy turning to sunny, then back to hazy.  Decks were wet this morning, either from a shower or condensation.  It is more humid now.  I keep the side curtain closed during the hot part of the day now, to help keep my cabin from heating up.  When I woke this morning, my mouth was watering for a slider and a senior coffee at Blake Rd &amp;amp; Hwy 7.  Had my weekend breakfast this birthday morning.  Almost made it through the day without anyone finding out.  I think another person has their birthday today also.  There was some minor celebration.  Free soft drinks and beer at supper.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early afternoon on the focsl, it was quite warm.  Very smooth sailing today.  It was another great day at sea.  The swells appear to be less than 4 ft, but are complex, coming from more than 1 direction.  Listened to the book on ipod some more.  When I came back to the accomodation structure, I dragged out the deck chair on the Pilot Deck and listened some more. Yesterday and today on the focsl, I noticed that the wind and air moving through the railing has a sound much like the wind through the branches &amp;#39;up north&amp;#39; at home.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At supper time, the pool is almost full.  Crew members are very happy and waiting.  I will take a dip tomorrow, before or after breakfast.  As I thought, it is salt water.  Finished reading &amp;#39;Wreck of the Medusa&amp;#39;.  According to French doctor Alain Bombard, if you are shipwrecked in tropical waters, it is ok to drink up to 1-1/2 pints of sea water the first 5 days, if you catch and eat fish after that.  Fishes&amp;#39; bodies contain fresh water.  The limited amount of sea water helps maintain electrolytes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-2599996273048489976?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/2599996273048489976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/2599996273048489976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2008/12/day-52-red-sea.html' title='Day 52 Red Sea'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-712500564269079978</id><published>2008-12-05T10:50:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T00:09:43.665-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 51 Red Sea</title><content type='html'>Friday, blue sky and sunny until near sunset, then hazy.  Winds and roll midday.  This was another perfect freighter day, and no more sand!  Stars were good last night. I only noticed 3 other ships all day.  This morning, a ship was aft, but gradually fell behind.  Early afternoon we met a ship traveling in the opposite direction.  Late afternoon, we passed a ship moving in the same direction.  This ship moves right along.  Course is SSE through the Red Sea.  Over today and the next 2 days, we will move south 18 degrees of latitude.  That means longer and warmer days.  During that time, the vast deserts of Saudi Arabia are on the port side.  On the starboard side, it is Egypt today, the Sudan tomorrow, and Somalia the next day.  The sea is wide enough here that we only see water.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This afternoon, I wore Bermuda shorts and a tee shirt.  On my trek to the focsl, I also wore a wind shell.  I think the focsl is my favorite place on the ship.  The &amp;#39;Suez spotlight&amp;#39; has been removed.  The 2nd mate told us sharks were plentiful in these waters, because of the temperature.  A disturbance in the water on the port side ahead caught my eye.  I watched more closely.  It happened again, closer.  As I watched, a group of sharks swam across in front of the ship from port to starboard.  Then another.   These were not large sharks, less than 4 feet.  I think I would not swim here because of the number.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my German friends came up behind me on the focsl.  I did not notice.  I thought I heard a song bird.  I was listening to a book on the ipod at the time.  I looked to the starboard.  Heard it again and looked to port. The third time, I turned all the way around and saw him.  He had been whistling bird sounds.  He was laughing.  He learns more English each day, and I learn more Deutsch.  Today, I paid my November slop chest charge of $70.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pool awning has been removed.  There was cleaning, scraping, grinding and priming work going on all day.  That suggests we will have water in the pool soon.  I&amp;#39;m guessing salt water, but fresh water seems to be plentiful.  I brought my suit!  My dark chocolate inventory is down to 12 squares or 12 days.  Should be enough to last until Jakarta.  I think the rest of the goodies from home will be gone by then, so one of my objectives in Jakarta is to get some cabin snacks.  We will have another time zone change tonight, and will be 9 hours ahead of home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-712500564269079978?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/712500564269079978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/712500564269079978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2008/12/day-51-red-sea.html' title='Day 51 Red Sea'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-5546510534352376992</id><published>2008-12-04T11:23:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T00:03:41.554-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 50 Suez Canal</title><content type='html'>Thursday, clear and sunny, hazy in the distance.  I think I am finished with long sleeve shirts until we reach China.  Had corn flakes today.  Walked to the focsl after breakfast.  Mid-afternoon, I hauled out a deck chair for a while.  There is a real lot of sand here, with mountains in the background.  Here&amp;#39;s what happens: At the designated time, ships head in from both ends and meet in the middle, in Bitter Lake.  A lottery determines a ship&amp;#39;s position in line.  For the most part, the canal is only wide enough for one ship.  Ships travel at 12 knots, about 1 mile apart, to allow space to stop.  There are no locks.  Our ship weighed anchor in Poat Said at 0100 this morning, and passed through the first half of the canal.  Stopped at 0800 and waited until 1500.  Passed through the second half, arriving in the Suez Gulf at 1900.  On the second part, our position was 20 of 23.  The passage requires 3 pilots.  The Egyptian flag is flown during the passage.  This is referred to as Marlboro Country, because the pilots ask for Marlboros.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-5546510534352376992?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/5546510534352376992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/5546510534352376992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2008/12/day-50-suez-canal.html' title='Day 50 Suez Canal'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-4055630613303482524</id><published>2008-12-03T11:31:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T06:21:47.935-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 49 Port Said, Egypt</title><content type='html'>Wednesday, today was a fine day, sunny, clear, and warmer.  The sky is still clear and starry this evening.  This was our last day on the Mediterranean Sea.  We arrived in Port Said after 1800.  Because of timing, we will not dock or go ashore here. Later, we will join a convoy and begin the passage through the Suez Canal.  There is a lake part way through the canal.  A super bright spotlight has been mounted where I like to stand on the focsl.  This is required for canal passage, so the bridge can see the ship in front, or anything else.  The inner bulb consumes some incredible amount of watts, and requires a compressed air line for cooling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent an hour and a half on the focsl today after lunch, listening to a &amp;#39;book on ipod&amp;#39;, The Man Who Loved China, non-fiction about Needham.  I washed my windows this morning.  The ship&amp;#39;s limited supply of merlot is gone.  I tried the Crane Lake cabernet, a California wine.  It is harsh, but worked fine for cleaning glass.  My opinion.  I&amp;#39;m sure the same could be said about 2 buck chuck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-4055630613303482524?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/4055630613303482524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/4055630613303482524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2008/12/day-49-port-said-egypt.html' title='Day 49 Port Said, Egypt'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-6236875745069450794</id><published>2008-12-02T07:56:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T22:03:41.663-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 48 Mediterranean Sea</title><content type='html'>Tuesday, overcast, sunny midday, turning to haze.  We are still north of Libya at the 0800 position fixing.  Will be above Egypt soon.  ETA at Port Said is tomorrow.  Arrival time is assigned, and speed is adjusted to arrive at the assigned time.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did 2 loads of laundry this morning, and have clean socks and tee-shirts for another 10 days.  After lunch, I walked to the focsl and read for an hour.  The sounds of the wind and the waves are relaxing and comforting to me.  I enjoy sitting at the very front of the ship, especially when the sun is shinning.  The wind is still strong from the starboard fore quarter, but the seas are not very rough, and there are few whitecaps.  I see only one other ship, far ahead.  There are more dry spots on the deck today, and the battle against rust has resumed with chipping and grinding and painting.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am reading The Wreck of the Medusa, an unflattering true story of the 1816 French Navy.  I can only read a page or two of this book before I have to put it down for a while.  It was one of a collection of books left to me by the previous Electrician.  I started a novel last night, the first fiction I have read in a while.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-6236875745069450794?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/6236875745069450794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/6236875745069450794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2008/12/day-48-mediterranean-sea.html' title='Day 48 Mediterranean Sea'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-2381845834017973343</id><published>2008-12-01T10:35:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T12:46:50.856-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 47 Mediterranean Sea</title><content type='html'>Monday, Slop Chest day.  Overcast, partly cloudy in the afternoon.  The early evening moon is just a sliver.  The 2 evening stars are planets, Venus and Jupiter.  Sometimes you can see 1-4 of Jupiter&amp;#39;s largest moons with only binoculars.  Woke at 0100. Lights to the south.  Moderate roll.  It was another starry night.  I could tell the approximate time by the position of the stars.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had my first daytime nap of the voyage this morning.  I was drowsy and lay down on the couch, watching the reflection of the sea going by on the overhead light panel.  Next thing I knew, a half hour had disappeared.  Felt great, and it was time to eat again!  It is warmer.  I walked to the focsl after lunch and read for an hour.  I was comfortable with a tee shirt and windshell.  Walked on the port side to and from because the starboard side was quite wet.   The swells are coming from the starboard fore quarter and splashing on deck.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We steamed through the Malta straight earlier.  The sea bottom rises to 92 meters there.  We are north of Libya now.  Finished reading COLLAPSE, How Societies Choose to Fail or Succeed, by Jared Diamond.  Finished watching The Bucket List last night.  Working on the new list for next year.  It is 1830 and dark.  Outside lights are out, so no other ships are nearby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-2381845834017973343?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/2381845834017973343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/2381845834017973343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2008/12/day-47-mediterranean-sea.html' title='Day 47 Mediterranean Sea'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-5485418251172054835</id><published>2008-11-30T08:47:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T10:36:21.010-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 46 Mediterranean Sea</title><content type='html'>Sunday, started overcast.  Afternoon was hazy low, clear and sunny high.  For the last 2 days, the swells have been from the aft about the same speed as the ship.  The ride has been smooth.  At the Barbeque Event last evening, there was chicken, brats, fried rice, German chocolate cake, cheese cake, and many other goodies.  There was a screen and karaoke set up, but I refrained.   Some of the officers talked about what it was like to be at sea 25 years ago with no email or cell phones.  I remember it well.  We got mail because people still wrote letters.  For the most part, crew members go to the local seamen&amp;#39;s club and call or email.  Some cell phones work close to the coast. One of the passengers flies a glider, which he owns cooperatively. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our course has been close to Africa.  I woke last night at 0300. The ship was only a few kilometers from the coast of Algeria.  I could see many city lights.  The sky was clear for a while, and the Moon has not risen.  Orion was clear, as well as his hounds, Canis Major with Sirius, and Canis Minor.  I found one of the Orion Nebulas, M42.  Could see the color of the gas cloud through my binoculars.  I know where to look next time for the other Orion Nebula, M78.  Castor and Pollux of Gemini were too high in the sky to see from my cabin window, and I didn&amp;#39;t want to see them enough to get dressed and go up to the Pilot Deck.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We entered another time zone last night, the Eastern European time zone.  We are now 8 hours ahead of home.  Walked to the focsl this afternoon.  Spent an hour in the sun.  Surfaces have a fine coating of salt crystals, which sparkle in the sunlight.  Still wore 2 layers over my shirt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-5485418251172054835?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/5485418251172054835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/5485418251172054835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2008/11/day-46-mediterranean-sea.html' title='Day 46 Mediterranean Sea'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-8015136065243627436</id><published>2008-11-29T09:11:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T13:56:52.757-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 45 Mediterranean Sea</title><content type='html'>Saturday, overcast.  Moderate swells from aft, with many whitecaps.  Last evening was partly clear for a while.  Like the last time I had a good look at the stars, there was no Moon.  I was very glad there is a railing around the Pilot Deck.  Saw the following: Cassiopeia, the big W, overhead.  The Great Square of Pegasus.  The Summer Triangle is still visible, early.  Polaris.  The Big Dipper is low in the sky and was covered by clouds.  I thought I was seeing the Milky Way, but it turned out to be stack gas blowing sideways.  Wasn&amp;#39;t wearing my glasses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We passed Gibraltar about 0145 this morning.  I saw a string of lights on the African side, in the rain.  Heard from others that there was thunder and lightening.  The rain again washed the salt from my side window.  Our general alarm drill was at 1020 this morning.  Light rain.  In the following life boat drill, I easily got the harness correctly attached and adjusted.  Company policy is that we have the option to bring our life vest or the immersion suit, or both.  The buoyant suit is closed cell neoprene, and better for cold water.  The life vest is better for warm waters.  I forgot to bring my hard hat today.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all of you for your interest, but especially to my support team members, who have helped with things like lodging and transportation, cleaning up the transmission issues of my BLOG texts, looking up lyrics to songs or poems, researching terms, to name a few.  It would be very difficult without your help!  I could not remember the correct author of INVICTUS.  I was influenced by the last 2 lines, which I first read as a freshman at the U.  I am the master of my fate:  I am the captain of my soul.  William Ernest Henley, Yesterday, I finished reading Maya Angelou&amp;#39;s touching story, I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings.  Usually, I have up to 4 books going at a time, not counting the Sudoku book, or the language books. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barbeque scheduled for tonight.  1800 on the Pilot Deck.  Beer, wine, hamburgers, and other goodies.  I have custody of the ships cork screw, and my assigned responsibility is to bring it.  I might sing tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-8015136065243627436?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/8015136065243627436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/8015136065243627436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2008/11/day-45-mediterranean-sea.html' title='Day 45 Mediterranean Sea'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-6967079611039531586</id><published>2008-11-28T09:22:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T10:47:48.564-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 44 Atlantic Ocean, last full day</title><content type='html'>Friday, overcast early, changing to blue skies and sunny.  There are some whitecaps.  Temperature at midday was 17 deg C, a relief from the last several days.  The sailing has been smooth and the roll minimal.  We have permission to visit the bridge again.  After lunch, I walked to the focsl.  Near the front of the upper main deck, before the ladder to the focsl, there was some splash from the swells.  In the dry areas, the deck crew&amp;#39;s eternal battle against rust and corrosion continues with chipping and painting.  Even though I had 2 layers over my shirt, the sun was pleasant.  I sat on a small hatch and enjoyed the warmth on my face for half an hour.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I check out with the duty officer when I leave the accomodation structure, and check back in when I return.  At 1600 the sun streaming in through the west window makes my cabin toasty.  I see 5 other slower ships behind us, headed in the same direction.  We are scheduled to pass through Gibraltar in the early morning hours.  I predict a drill tomorrow morning, and a party tomorrow evening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-6967079611039531586?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/6967079611039531586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/6967079611039531586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2008/11/day-44-atlantic-ocean-last-full-day.html' title='Day 44 Atlantic Ocean, last full day'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-5286393842629890258</id><published>2008-11-27T12:03:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T10:44:23.641-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 43 Atlantic Ocean</title><content type='html'>Thursday, HAPPY THANKSGIVING!  Tonight, I&amp;#39;ll listen to Willie Nelson&amp;#39;s rich voice crooning &amp;quot;You are always on my mind&amp;quot;, and sip a glass of California merlot.  For me, breakfast was pineapple juice, toast, and coffee; lunch was cabbage and chicken soup with a scoop of rice added, and salad, a piece of bread, ice cream with peach parts; supper was pork cutlets, fried potatoes, and vegetables, and a warm bun.  There is always more available.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dawn was like a Japanese painting, with pastel pinks and grays low on the eastern sky.  Today was mostly overcast, but smooth sailing.  The temperature is still crisp.  Haven&amp;#39;t stayed outside long.  The sea was not like a mirror, but was glassy most of the day.  It was an easy day to read.  believe we are still over a day away from Gibraltar.  My security software and windows software seem to get more agitated each day, because they are unable to update.  My laptop battery needs recharging 2 times a day, depending on the specific application, and how much I use it.  A charge is good for 2 hours.  The ipod needs a charge every 6 or 7 days, depending on music or video.  The phone lasts 3 or 4 weeks.  Time for the holiday phone call!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-5286393842629890258?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/5286393842629890258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/5286393842629890258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2008/11/day-43-atlantic-ocean.html' title='Day 43 Atlantic Ocean'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-1191816376375659035</id><published>2008-11-26T11:03:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T17:15:12.684-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 42 English Channel to Atlantic Ocean</title><content type='html'>Wednesday, overcast, became darker mid morning.  Red sky at night, sailors delight.  Red sky at morning, sailors take warning. - unknown author,  The red dawn this morning was spectacular.  During the night, we entered the shelter of the English Channel.  We had virtually no roll for the latter part of the night.  Today continues to be the smoothest ride so far.  It was almost like being in port.  Even at 1600, the ocean is still fairly smooth.  Taking advantage of the easy sailing this morning, we walked to the focsle, all the way to the raised platform at the front most part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still chilly.  It has been a good day for reading.  It is more difficult to read when the sea is rough, but I can still type or do other computer tasks.  We need to sail southwest, out and around the Iberian peninsula, Spain and Portugal, and turn east through Gibralter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2635074659189593301-1191816376375659035?l=dalestenseth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/1191816376375659035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2635074659189593301/posts/default/1191816376375659035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dalestenseth.blogspot.com/2008/11/day-42-english-channel-to-atlantic.html' title='Day 42 English Channel to Atlantic Ocean'/><author><name>Dale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07959568748398816369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hCiPTzQ0aYI/SO_0gtYQF-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXYLzAp51Hw/S220/stensethimage.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2635074659189593301.post-5688963629181723189</id><published>2008-11-25T08:05:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T15:22:41.051-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 41 North Sea, south bound!</title><content type='html'>Tuesday, partly sunny.  The North Sea swells are back, so we have 6 second rolls again, but there have been few whitecaps.  I went out on the Pilot Deck to see the sea, and the new cargo that was loaded in Hamburg.  The large, most interesting cargo items are usually on top.  Didn&amp;#39;t stay long because of the biting cold.  The final count of new passengers is 2.  One is from Cologne, one is from a small town between Nurnberg and Munich.  Both are friendly.  I shared my discoveries about the laundry.  We had no drill this morning, but it is only a matter of time, since there are new passengers, and a few new crew members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw a very large oil platform to the west, early afternoon.  Whoa.  That was a good one.  I can tell I&amp;#39;ll be putting everything in drawers soon.  On days like this, I have toast and coffee for breakfast, a scoop of rice with 2 ladles of soup over it for lunch, and a heavier supper.  Probably a piece of dark chocolate, and a glass or 2 of red wine afterwards.  I&amp;#39;m starting to ration my treats from home.  From Ann&amp;#39;s trail mix, today I will have one cashew, one almond, and one dried cherry.  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