ANOTHER PERFECT DAY ON THE ATLANTIC

Hi Everyone,Welcome to day 57 of our voyage. Another pleasant day sailing the Atlantic with favourable winds, blue skies and the temperature just a little cooler which has made our day that little more enjoyable.At the moment we are currently located 170nm from Rio still sailing but waiting for the wind to back to the N/NW before finally backing right around to the south sometime tomorrow. Hopefully by that time we will have altered course to the west and will be on heading directly for Rio and will still be able to take advantage of these southerly conditions.Tonight I haven’t got that much to write about as I believe that Amy has done a wonderful job of covering everything that we have done today. As expected there are mixed emotions from our World Voyagers as their Voyage gets closer to completion with tomorrow being their last full day and night at sea. Enjoy Passage Six’s second last Captains Log.Until tomorrow, take care.Yours AyeCaptain GavCaptain’s Log 17th OctoberIt’s a big one, this ocean, and it’s been good to us today, lulling us into siesta-snoozing but saving us spilt tea as we climb between the deck and below. The sun has been warm enough to dry our socks and enjoy some solo climbing, and the wind has given us another engine-free day, our eleventh in a row. As we approach the city of sequins, samba and slums, the mood on board is a mix of excitable-kids-in-the-backseat-who-have-just-noticed-the-McDonalds-golden-arches-ahead and miserable-kids-on-the-last-night-of-school-holidays.We’ve all been getting a good soaking over the last twenty-four hours; soaking up the company of the almighty people around us, the solitude of the sea, the sun rising and setting, the odd wave that rolls over the deck (in Shaun’s case a tub of glowing cordial), and the ever-delicious curries and stews Marcos is still managing to dish up, despite a Worcestershire sauce disaster this morning that saw lunch restarted from scratch an hour before serving.This arvo we partook in a Young Endeavour tradition: the SOD’s Opera (Ship’s Operatic Department). All watches were tasked with a performance, to be created purely for the fun of it. Staffies kicked off the show, showing off their costume department and storytelling genius. White Watch sang an ode to Knuckle, Blue Watch reported the News we’ve missed while out at sea, Red Watch told a folk tale of Brad the melting snowman, and Horto shared an old favourite with us that got minds turning to home.For some, coming to the end of this journey means tidying up loose ends: searching for long lost belongings, contemplating stepping back into ’life’, and frantically scribbling all of our philosophical musings into now-grubby journals, trying to capture the enormity of this big, beautiful, overwhelming, romantic Atlantic. In those rare moments where the world below comes to us- the dolphins, whales, turtles, fish, even seaweed, we’ve caught glimpses. The next best thing is some solo time swaying atop the t’gallant yard, where the vastness really grabs you.Sending love to the south- AmyHello’s to Home:Liv: A huge HAPPY BIRTHDAY to my lovely Nanna! Not sure what’s in store for your day but I am looking forward to hearing about it once I arrive home. Not long now! I’ve been taking plenty of photos I think you will love and some especially good ones of all the sky in the cloud to help with your stunning paintings. Lots of love from the Atlantic to all back home. Talk to you soon! xoxo