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Sailing!
Joe
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Sextants, Polynesian Wayfinding, Captain Cook, and Tupaia, Oh My!
Somewhere north of Tahiti and south of Hawaii, aboard a 65-foot rocket of a sailboat loaded with GPS and Starlink, we pulled out a sextant. Not as a novelty—as a navigation tool. Because it turns out the 2,500-mile passage from Tahiti to Hawaii is less a ocean crossing and more a living museum of how humans have always answered the same stubborn question: where am I, and how do I get home? Captain Cook had his chronometers and math; his Polynesian crewmate Tupaia had the stars, the swells, and a map of the Central Pacific stored entirely in his head—and somehow, they were asking the exact same thing.
Star gazing and celebrating
Birthdays at sea hit differently—no cake, no candles, just brownies from a rolling galley and the Milky Way as a backdrop. It's day three aboard, and the skipper's birthday is just one of three to celebrate before landfall. Meanwhile, six crew members sat in silence last night, not from exhaustion or tension, but because the Southern Cross was doing something worth watching.
A Very Merry Mary Birthday
Space debris split in two off the starboard beam, a Starlink satellite train ghosted across the sky minutes later, and somewhere in the middle of all of it, it was the skipper's birthday. Out in the Pacific, far enough from everything that the universe feels less like a backdrop and more like a participant, the crew of this passage is finding their sea legs—and their perspective. Riddles, knitting, and a few cosmic reminders of just how small these grandiose sailing plans really are.
