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Originally Posted by Farmer John
You know, Tom, that did it. You mentioned a.m. approached from the getting up point of view. We all flaked out, but a quick chat with the ship's inertial guidance system ensured that our inertia got us away on time. Every time we turned over and went back to sleep, we also did something to get us away.
Goodbye Valparaiso, Cook Islands here we come. Tom, give us some warning if you are going to press the Orange button, I would hate POTUS Trump to appear like an evil genie.
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I suspect the Donald -- if he is like some other Americans -- hasn't a clue where the Cook Islands are. I once had occasion to call a company down in Maine on business and told the receptionist I was calling from Vancouver Island, Canada. She answered "Is that near Toronto?" I said "No - Its is roughly 3,000 miles West of there" There was no reply. I said "Do you know where Los Angeles is?" There was some considerable 'umming and 'arring, to which I replied "Well if you do know where Los Angeles is, Vancouver Island is approximately 1,800 miles North West of there." The young lady obviously didn't have a clue even as which way was up so I ended the call. If we told the Donald that the Cook Islands were approx 5,000 miles West of South America he would probably say that was fake news.
By the way, we are already at Orange button (38 knots) but Sir William ramped it up gently -- didn't feel a thing did you?
Bottom line -- don't worry. Join me on the bridge with your sextant -- we'll take our noon latitude the old fashioned way. With some Four Bells as a "chaser".
