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      <title>Tropical Night Watches</title>
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      <pubDate>Sat, 05 Nov 2011 15:24:16 +0000</pubDate>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;this post was written on our passage to Cabo San Lucas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Night watches are a fact of life for passage makers. It is the subject of many forum posts, articles, and dockside conversations.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I have loved every night watch that I have stood, be they starry and clear or foggy and tense. On one hairy night I had my spinnaker wrap around my forestay like a giant hourglass. There was one night (coming into Isla San Miguel) where visibility wss reduced to 1/4 mile or less and I had a white knuckle grip on the dodger for 3 hours. But there have also been countless nights where the stars fill the sky so impossibly full that I feel like a child again, looking at a universe full or wonder and possibilities. I have had nocturnal visitations from unidentified marine mammals, seen my wake lit up by bioluminescence, and seen a dozen breathtaking moonsets.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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