Last night dinner was interrupted when a pod of Atlantic spotted dolphins came to play in our bow waves. Even in the green-black waters of the Amazon River outflow we could see them as they streaked through the depths before surfacing for a tandem leap. I wanted to say then, that this has been the easiest passage we've ever had. Sailor's superstition means I can't say that out loud though. It's like challenging the gods to toughen us up and throw an 'adventure' our way. Perhaps having held the thought was enough though-with 100 miles to go we find ourselves beating into a squall; Poseidon demanding our reverence and caution by reminding us that ocean passages are awesome, powerful and sublime, but never simple or easy.