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Завершились шестые сутки безостановочной гонки вокруг света 40-метрового макси-тримарана Spindrift 2. Шкиперу Яну Гишару и 11-ти членам его экипажа пока явно улыбается Фортуна.

Накануне утром, напомним, Spindrift 2 достиг экватора, на что с момента пересечения линии старт/финиш ему понадобилось (по уточненным данным) всего 4 дня, 19 часов и 57 минут. Это почти на сутки быстрее, чем было у нынешнего обладателя Jules Verne Trophy - Франсиса Жуайона на IDEC-SPORT во время его рекордной попытки два года назад.

В момент пересечения экватора преимущество Spindrift 2 над рекордным графиком IDEC-SPORT составляло порядка 180 морских миль. А теперь (в 14.40 по московскому времени) составляет уже (почувствуйте разницу!) 484 мили! Там, где Жуайона сильно притормозила экваториальная штилевая полоса, Гишар промчал, словно на курьерском поезде!

Сейчас скорость Spindrift 2 – 27,9 узла, а средний показатель с момента старта – 24 узла. То есть 46 км/час. Как теперь принято говорить, внушает.

На сайте кругосветки полно самой разнообразной информации. Там можно узнать, кто из членов экипажа сейчас на вахте, а кто отдыхает, что сегодня будет на ужин (цыпленок в лимонном соусе с чечевицей и рисом, а также паста) и какова высота волны (1 метр).

Но самое главное – там указано, каково расстояние, остающееся до финиша гонки. Сейчас это 18 900 морских миль.

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В новом выпуске авторской программы Алексея Жирова смотрим финалы Национальной парусной Лиги 2018 Высшего и Премьер дивизионов, анализируем результаты сезона в международном классе RC44, чествуем победителей Общественной премии «Яхтсмен года»-2018, наслаждаемся ретро-рубрикой и масштабными регатами СССР 70-х годов, подводим итоги Star Sailors League 2018, восхищаемся кайт-переходом Маврикий-Реюньон. В программе также старт зимнего сезона сноукайтинга и виндсерфинга на «Кубке Сибири» и другие важные новости парусного спорта.


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Бесплатное приложение Yacht Dictionary содержит примерно 3 тыс. карточек (около 10 тыс. словоформ).
По словам разработчиков, до выпуска версии на платформе iOS осталось недолго — всего две недели, а
пока что оно доступно только на Android
 
«В перспективе будет еще и платная версия, адаптированная для планшетов и не требующая Интернета, но это через пару месяцев. Основная российская версия как была бесплатной, так и останется», — рассказал в Facebook один из создателей приложения Игорь Райхман.

В словарь вошла лексика чек-листов в чартерных компаниях, регатные и технические термины, SMCP (Standard Marine Communication Phrases; речевые формулы для морской связи), аббревиатуры, официальные сокращения, названиями флагов МСС-65 и судостроительные термины. Ко многим словам даны не только переводы, но и толкования.

Кроме транскрипции английских терминов также предусмотрена функция озвучивания.
Нужный термин можно найти либо через раздел «Поиск», либо через соответствующую ему тематическую вкладку.

В будущем количество словарных статей будет увеличено. Например, планируется добавить раздел «Радиопереговоры».

Первые пользователи обратили внимание, что раздел «Флаги» пока что не снабжен иллюстрациями. Разработчики обещали исправить это в обновлениях.

Анастасия Носова

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More than 50 billion cubic metres of brine is produced worldwide every year

More than 16,000 desalination plants scattered across the globe produce far more toxic sludge than fresh water, according to a first global assessment of the sector's industrial waste, published Monday.

For every litre of fresh water extracted from the sea or brackish waterways, a litre-and-a-half of salty slurry, called brine, is dumped directly back into the ocean or the ground.

The super-salty substance is made even more toxic by the chemicals used in the desalination process, researchers reported in the journal Science of the Total Environment.

Copper and chlorine, for example, are both commonly used.

The amount of brine produced worldwide every year—more than 50 billion cubic metres—is enough to cover the state of Florida, or England and Wales combined, in a 30-centimetre (one-foot) layer of salty slime, they calculated.

"The world produces less desalinated water than brine," co-author Manzoor Qadir, a scientist at the Institute for Water, Environment and Health at United Nations University in Ontario, Canada, told AFP.

"Almost all the brine goes back into the environment, mostly in the ocean."

All that extra salt raises the temperature of coastal waters, and decreases the level of oxygen, which can create "dead zones".


Desalination plant production (desalinated water and brine) by region

"It is difficult for aquatic organisms to breathe in these conditions—they need O2 to survive," said Qadir.
More than half of the brine comes from only four countries: Saudi Arabia (22 percent), United Arab Emirates (20.2 percent), Kuwait (6 percent) and Qatar (5.8 percent).

North Africa, the Middle East, and water-starved small island states in the Pacific and elsewhere also rely heavily on desalination to provide safe drinking water, which accounts for nearly two-thirds of consumption.

The rest is used in industry, as a coolant in energy production, and in agriculture.

Around one in four people live in regions where water resources are insufficient during part of the year, and half-a-billion experience water scarcity year round, according to the United Nations.

Water scarcity

Since 2015, the World Economic Forum's annual Global Risk Report has consistently ranked "water crises" as among the global threats—above natural disasters, mass migration and cyber-attacks.

Water scarcity is caused by many things, starting with a global population closing in on eight billion.

Major rivers no longer reach the sea, aquifers are being sucked dry, and pollution is tainting water above ground and below.
 
With climate change, the situation will get worse.

For each degree of global warming, about seven percent of the world's population—half-a-billion people—will have 20 percent less freshwater, according to the Intergovernmental Panel on Climate Change (IPCC).

"Desalination technology has benefited a large number of people," said Qadir. "But we cannot ignore the production of brine, which is going to become an even greater problem in the future."

Industrial-scale technology for removing salt from water has been around since the 1960s. By 1990, there were already 3,000 plants in operation around the globe.

On current trends, the sector will see a total of at least 17,500 plants by 2025, Qadir said, noting that one large plant can produce as much fresh water—and brine—as 200 or 300 small ones.

More than 90 percent of desalination plants are in wealthy economies. This reflects the fact that the technology remains expensive, especially in energy costs.

But it also means that rich nations have the capacity to develop ways to dispose of toxic brine that are less harmful to ocean and land environments, he added.

Some pilot projects have even shown that modified brine can boost yields of certain fish species in aquaculture.

by Marlowe Hood

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this topic in English

Канадские ученые выяснили, что опреснительные заводы по всему земному шару вырабатывают больше токсичных отходов, чем пресной воды. Остающийся рассол, содержащий большое количество меди и хлора, выбрасывается обратно в океан и способствует появлению там мертвых зон — огромных участков лишенной кислорода воды.

На каждый литр получаемой пресной воды приходится полтора литра рассола. Объем отходов, производимых во всем мире каждый год, достигает 50 миллиардов кубометров. В таком количестве рассол мог бы покрыть всю площадь штата Флорида 30-сантиметровым слоем. Он повышает температуру прибрежных вод и снижает уровень кислорода. Более половины всех соленых отходов производит Саудовская Аравия (22 процента), Объединенные Арабские Эмираты (20,2 процента), Кувейт (шесть процентов), Катар (5,8 процента).

Проблему усугубляет то, что население Африки, Ближнего Востока и островных государств зависит от функционирования опреснителей. По данным ООН, примерно каждый четвертый человек живет в регионах, где имеется дефицит водных ресурсов, а для полмиллиарда человек затруднен доступ к пресной воде в течение всего года. Ожидается, что с глобальным потеплением ситуация станет хуже из-за истощения водоносных горизонтов.

Мертвые зоны, или зоны кислородного минимума, встречаются на глубине 200-800 метров и обычно возникают в результате потепления воды и увеличения концентрации органических веществ, которые поступают с суши со сточными водами и удобрениями. При этом компьютерные модели предсказывают продолжающееся снижение уровня кислорода в Мировом океане в течение текущего столетия и увеличение количества растущих мертвых зон.

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Your topic / My Father's SOS—From the Middle of the Sea
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Richard Carr, a retired psychologist who had long dreamed of sailing around the world, was in the middle of the Pacific when he started sending frantic messages that said pirates were boarding his boat. Two thousand miles away in Los Angeles, his family woke up to a nightmare: he might be dying alone, and there was almost nothing they could do about it.

My father’s e-mail didn’t make much sense, but he seemed to be saying that pirates had boarded his boat. “Being kidnappedby filmcompany Deep south blackcult took over steering,” it read. “Ship disabled.”

He sent this to my mother, Martha Carr, at 4:30 a.m. Pacific time on May 28, 2017, a Sunday. She was at home in Los Angeles, asleep, and she wouldn’t see the message—and a couple more like it—until 8:30 a.m. For several hours, my dad, 71-year-old Richard Carr, must have thought they weren’t getting through.

Dad was in the middle of the Pacific Ocean, on his way from Puerto Vallarta, Mexico, to the Marquesas Islands, 26 days into a single-handed, 2,780-mile crossing that was to be the first major leg of a lifelong dream: sailing around the world. It was 3:30 A.M. where he was, near the equator, an hour behind Pacific time. He was 1,160 nautical miles from the Marquesas, 1,975 from Hawaii, and 1,553 from Mexico—about as far away from land, and help, as you can get.

His boat was a 36-foot Union Cutter called Celebration, built in 1985. It had a white hull, faded teak decks, brass portholes turning turquoise, and forest green sail covers that always reminded me of summer camp. Climbing into the cabin was like disappearing into a hobbit hole—a dark, welcoming space with oak cabinets and big cushions.

Just six hours before Dad sent the pirate alert, late in the evening on May 27, he had used his satellite text messager and tracking device to wish Mom a happy 39th wedding anniversary. He also wanted to ease her concerns that his boat was pointed the wrong way, something she’d noticed on a map that indicated his position based on the messages he sent.

“Hey Hon. I’m fine,” he wrote. “I have enough food, etc. The watermaker is still working. Pulling over & parking in a storm (heave to) is a good skill to have & practice.” He signed off with a smiley face.

The smile was gone now. Ten minutes after his 4:30 message, he e-mailed one of his younger brothers, John Carr, an aerospace engineer in Orange County. “Being kidnapped by pirates,” he wrote. “Talk to martha.” John was asleep, too, and didn’t see it.

About two hours later, Dad followed up with this message to John: “Apparently, I’ve been spared.” A few minutes after that, at 6:54, he messaged Mom: “Hugewind pirates left. I’m fine. Talklater.” He said he’d sent out an SOS and an alert from his EPIRB, an emergency device that transmits a satellite signal to rescuers when a boat is in distress. He asked her to call and cancel them.

At 7:54, shortly after sunrise where Dad was, he wrote Mom: “Message me as soon as u can. I’m really shaken.” Then he tried John again: “Very scarey. Thought I would not see day.” For Dad, sunrise meant nearly 13 hours of sitting in humid 80-degree weather in the doldrums—an area near the equator with fickle conditions that leave sailors becalmed one minute, huddled in squalls the next, and then scrambling to catch a big gust of wind.

Around eight in L.A., Mom went outside to do some gardening before it got too hot. She still wasn’t aware of the e-mail Dad had sent. “Richard usually messaged me in the afternoon, and I would write back,” she told me later. “So I didn’t check my e-mail when I got up.”

At 8:30, the phone rang. It was John calling to discuss the strange e-mail he’d received. She ran upstairs to her laptop. It was then, roughly an hour after Dad sent his final message of the morning, that he finally heard back from the family. Mom’s first message to him said: “Omg-what do u need? Are u ok?”

She phoned my brother, Tim, who lives in Culver City, about 45 minutes from her house, with his wife, Jen, and their two young boys. Tim messaged Dad, asking if he was all right and giving him instructions for canceling an SOS. Then he drove to Mom’s. Once there he called me in Woodstock, New York, where I live with my husband, Ian, and our two small daughters.

Before leaving, Dad had given Mom a list of emergency contacts. She called a California branch of the Coast Guard and was advised to try Honolulu instead, because that part of the Pacific is their territory. A woman answered. After listening to the details about Dad, she checked for an EPIRB alert from him. When she came back, she said, “There’s been no signal.”

What was going on? There were various possibilities, and none of them seemed good. We scrambled to find answers, knowing there might not be much time.

Richard Carr grew up in the 1940s and ’50s near the Erie Canal just outside Buffalo, New York. As was typical in that area at that time, he was one of seven kids in a hardworking family with stern parents, all of them crammed into a three-bedroom house.

The boys in the family were often out all day, until dinner, and Richard was no different. He taught kids to swim and fish for the local Boys’ Club and built a canoe with his older brother to explore the canal’s feeder creeks. He and his best friends played Lost Boys along parts of the Niagara River, when he wasn’t diving in it with members of the scuba club he started.“He was an optimist,” my uncle John recalls. “He always had the outlook that there was something to do and it was always good.”

In 1963, Richard was offered a full scholarship to study marine biology at the University of Miami, but his father refused to divulge the family’s income on the required forms, so the aid fell through. Ready for some distance from his hometown, he caught a free ride to L.A., where he took classes at a community college to make himself eligible for residency tuition at California universities. To save money, he worked at a Laundromat and sometimes lived off ketchup packets mixed with water. (“Tomato soup,” he joked.) He was shy, but he had a sunny, magnetic smile.

Mom saw him for the first time in 1969, at Oakwood, her private high school in L.A. Born Martha Gold, she was a popular tenth-grader, with long red hair, parents who worked in the film industry, and a horse that she jumped in competition. Dad was interviewing to teach seventh-grade science. By that time, he’d earned a degree in anthropology from UCLA and was interested in psychology. They didn’t start a relationship until 1975, when Mom was at UCLA as a psych major. They met in a professional group, and though Mom declined his invitations for a while, she finally gave in and agreed to go out with him.


Cortez, one of Carr's sailboats. (Courtesy The Carr Family)

“I was an anxious person and didn’t have a lot of relationship experience,” she says. “He helped me work through my resistance and wasn’t put off by my weaknesses, so that showed me a lot about his devotion.”

They married in 1978; by the next year, Mom was pregnant with Tim. Dad, who had learned to sail in California, sold a boat he owned—a 31-foot Mariner ketch called Cortez—and bought an old Spanish-style house in the San Fernando Valley, where Tim and I grew up and where Mom still lives. My parents were busy raising us and tending to clients in their therapy practices, but sailing was always on Dad’s mind. He often tried to convince Mom that the family should sail around the world together, but she wanted her kids to have a normal upbringing.

My parents shared an office suite in Hollywood, across from the famous Capitol Records building. As a kid, I’d sometimes sit in the waiting room while one of them finished a session. I’d sort my Mom’s tea collection and watch gem-toned fish flit about in Dad’s saltwater tank. Over the years, in addition to his practice, he became deeply interested in research. He explored the neurology of babies in the womb and wrote a book about the neuroscience of art therapy.

Though Dad was devoted to his work, our coffee table was never without an issue of Cruising World. On some weekends during my childhood, we sailed a rented boat to Catalina Island, a half-day’s trip from L.A. We often camped and skied, and also traveled to Hawaii, snorkeling and listening to Dad tick off the names of the fish we’d seen.

More recently, as he prepared to depart on his circumnavigation, I thought about taking sailing lessons and joining him somewhere tropical. Father-daughter time felt sacred by then, because we hadn’t lived in the same state for almost ten years. The occasions we spent together—a ski trip to Mammoth, a daylong sail off Los Angeles Harbor—established our dynamic. We dipped comfortably into troughs of silence crested by deep conversations about life.

Dad’s quest to sail the world got serious on March 16, 2010, when he made the final payment on a boat he found in the San Francisco Bay Area called Celebration. It had a crack in the bulkhead, a rusted mast step, and a hull full of blisters. He planned to devote the next few years to readying it.

The boat had been known as Pelican, until the previous owner changed it. According to legend, renaming a boat enrages the sea gods if you neglect to do various ritualistic things, like burn the old ship’s log. I have no idea if the prior owner adhered to that tradition, but we do know that he made it only as far as San Diego on his own around-the-world attempt. There he suffered a stroke and was sidelined. Seven years after purchasing the boat, my dad bought a carved pelican figurine at a stop in La Paz, Mexico, and mounted it in the cabin as a talisman.

During the summer of 2010, once Celebration was fit to use, it was temporarily docked in Oxnard, 60 miles northwest of L.A., and my parents spent weekends sailing to the Channel Islands. Mom enjoyed the trips but had no interest in big ocean crossings. Instead of joining Dad on his circumnavigation, which would play out in stages over several years, she planned to meet him in various ports around the world.

That fall, Celebration found its new long-term home in busy, industrial Los Angeles Harbor, at a small, homey marina called Lighthouse Yacht Landing. It was tucked into the terminus of a maze of massive cranes playing Tetris with container ships.

Dad spent weekends fastidiously working on Celebration, but eight hours a day was a lot for him. “He wasn’t a carpenter or a mason or a plumber,” says Thor Faber, a boat repairman who sold Dad equipment to prepare for long sails. “It’s taxing for somebody who is 40 or 50, but for someone who is 60-plus it’s a big adventure.”

Still, Dad couldn’t stay away, and the more time he spent on the boat, the more obsessed he became with getting everything done. When his professional work got in the way, he grew frustrated and cranky. Marty Richards, Dad’s liveaboard neighbor, says he could never suggest a fix for something without inviting a lengthy back-and-forth.

“Your dad was a stubborn guy,” he told me. “Kind of a self-taught guy, and I think he pretty much lived his whole life that way, right? He wouldn’t take anything on faith unless he could understand it intuitively. He just wouldn’t believe it.”

Dad hoped to depart in late 2015, but an El Niño weather forecast loomed for that winter. Plus, the boat wasn’t seaworthy yet. The delays felt monumental to him. It was as if sticking to the schedule was the primary goal, and he couldn’t see that being patient would allow him to practice and prepare. I think he also sensed that, at this stage of his life, getting ready for such a trip might require more time than he had left.

Mom became anxious as the departure date got closer. Their lives had been intertwined for decades, and he was about to leave on a voyage that could go on for years. The repairs—which came to nearly half the cost of the boat—caused frequent arguments. But she had to accept that he wasn’t going to give up his dream, so they moved forward, at times clumsily, toward his ultimate adventure.

The start of 2016 brought a major new expense: Celebration’s decks were rotting and had to be replaced. After that repair was completed, in Marina del Rey, Dad motored down the coast toward L.A. Harbor. En route, the engine started smoking, and it blew a head gasket, requiring a partial rebuild. Crucial time to test gear and practice single-handing was slipping away.

Finally, Dad refused to delay any longer. He forced himself to get going by signing up for the Baja Ha-Ha, a two-week cruising rally with 130 other boats that ran from San Diego to Cabo San Lucas, Mexico, at the end of October. He would go with his marina mate Marty Richards.

Dad and Richards made their way to San Diego, and the whole family gathered there to say goodbye. Mom kept her nerves under control by orchestrating dinner. Dad’s anxiety peaked as he tried to clear years of collected junk from Celebration—piles of pencils, rulers, and other dead weight.

I was nervous, given Dad’s track record with mishaps like the overheated engine, which required a Coast Guard tow. But I also understood the exhilaration he felt on the water. Over the years, as part of my career, I’ve snowboarded backcountry terrain and climbed in the dark with thousands of feet of exposure. I was proud that Dad was going for it. I knew there was a chance that he wouldn’t come back, but I’d rather he try—risk and all—than live with regret.

One night in San Diego, after the kids were asleep, Tim and Ian went to the hotel bar. A sailor there started talking about pirates along the African coast, an area that Dad would eventually find himself in as he sailed around the world.


Carr in San Diego, before setting off for Mexico and the South Pacific. (Tim Carr)

“That really alarmed us and made us question if Richard knew what he was doing,” Ian remembers. “We were crying into our scotch. We knew he was going no matter what.”

“I remember feeling impressed at how brave he was and proud of him for going, but I was also terrified,” Tim says. “I gave him a hug on the boat and told him I was afraid he wouldn’t come back.”

When it was time to pull away from port, Mom ran off briefly to put something in the car. When she got back, Celebration was gone. “That was when I really started to worry,” she says. “How could he forget to say goodbye?” She called his mobile. After fueling up, he turned around, docked, and said a proper farewell before rejoining the rally.

Problems ensued as Dad and Richards made their way south. Among other things, they had to fix a leaky bilge pump, which had caused an alarming amount of steam to pour from the engine compartment. New noises kept Dad awake on the first night. “He was so sleep deprived he was slurring,” Mom recalls of their phone conversation the next day. “His thoughts were all over the place.”

And his eyes were playing tricks on him. At one point in the night, he thought he saw a forest of trees rising from the water, illuminated by phosphorescence. “Despite knowing they couldn’t be real,” he wrote later on his blog, “I had to wait … and watch the branches dissolve into fragmentary illusions.” Hallucinations worried us, but we also knew that they’re not uncommon among sailors on overnighters.

Even so, Dad had some hard things to face. “The real journey, which had been more challenging than my conjured fears before we started, left me needing to reflect and redefine my trip,” he wrote. “Questions tormented me... When Marty’s gone, who will I talk things through with? How will I hold up sailing day and night on long runs? Am I really ready to single-hand this trip? A reality that had been an idea just a few days before was unfolding according to its own design as the life I’d agreed to.”

Cabo Corrientes, rocky and pointed like an arrowhead, is the last piece of land jutting into the Pacific at the base of Mexico’s horseshoe-shaped Banderas Bay. Head east and you’ll hit Puerto Vallarta, the bass-thumping spring-break destination. Head west and you’ll hear nothing but wind and the slap of the ocean against your hull.

I can picture Dad clearing that spot on the morning of May 3, 2017, his hands loosely gripping the boat’s metal wheel and his blue eyes surveying the horizon. He would have uttered an “mmph” to mark the moment before he went back to winching and charting and setting angles. “My sea journey has really begun,” he texted as he moved out. “Only ocean to the Marquesas. Lite winds. Breakfast time.”

The huge expanse ahead would be his first ocean crossing, and it would also be the hardest leg of his planned route, judging by the likely weather patterns and duration—an estimated 27 days. When I asked what scared him most about the trip, he said it was sleep deprivation, an inevitable issue for single-handed sailors, who often are so busy that they can rest only in chunks.

Dad had spent the month and a half before departure in La Cruz de Huanacaxtle, prepping to join the Pacific Puddle Jump, a migration of boats that cross from the Americas to French Polynesia, mostly during March and April, when the winds are strong and storms are rare. But April came to a close, and he still had repairs to make. Fortunately, the weather window remained favorable for a few extra weeks, and there were at least a half-dozen boats crossing at the same time. On May 2, the birthday of his first grandchild, Brendan, he set sail.


Celebration under sail in 2016. (Deena Mitchell)

Celebration, a slow but sturdy boat, was equipped with solar panels, a wind generator, a watermaker (or desalinator), a four-man life raft, a self-steering device, a flare gun, a $1,300 survival suit designed for dangerous Alaskan fishing conditions, and provisions for three months, among other items.

“It’s an easy boat to handle,” says Mike Danielson of PV Sailing, a Puerto Vallarta–based marine service center that helped Dad rig. “If you’re in a gale, that boat can heave to and weather it out.”

Heaving to—a maneuver used to slow a boat’s progress and basically park it—is a skill Dad would practice often on this trip, especially when he was in the Intertropical Convergence Zone, where the north- and southeast trade winds meet near the equator. This region is infamous for chaotic weather that alternates between rain squalls, shifting winds, thunderstorms, and dead calm. The patterns become more frenetic as summer approaches. “It’s feast or famine out there,” says Danielson. “Getting across the convergence zone at that time is a lot of work.”

I was due to have my second baby a week before Dad’s estimated arrival in the Marquesas on May 29. Both of us would be facing difficult challenges thousands of miles apart—me in labor, him single-handing—and that made me feel close to him. Our family had preliminary plans to meet in New Zealand for Christmas.

On May 3, as Dad sailed west and Cabo Corrientes slipped below the horizon, my water broke—three weeks early. Later that day, I delivered my second daughter, Wyatt.

“Congrats on new daughter,” Dad wrote the next morning. “Delivered with your special drama, flair and courage to do all U can.” As he headed into the empty Pacific—wishing he’d been present for Wyatt’s birth—seven birds kept him company, perching on the bowsprit, falling, scrambling, honking, and perching again.

At first the trip was a dream. Every few days, Dad would let us know how great the conditions were. “Lovely light air sailing,” he wrote. It filled me with relief and joy to know that, after years of hammering and tinkering that had left Dad’s hands greasy and raw, the boat was finally living up to its stout reputation. He was really doing it.

Eventually, the seas got bigger and rougher. Dad’s self-steering wind vane—which allowed him to leave the helm to cook or clean or sleep—was overwhelmed by winds and swells, and he had to stay on deck and help steer. Exhaustion set in, and the less than ideal wind direction he was trying to harness required vigilance.

By the time he was ten days in, averaging a slow, steady 80 to 90 nautical miles per day, he was getting to know himself in isolation. He told Mom that he was having a lot of internal dialogue, which for him was a normal way to deal with demanding situations.

As the days went on, the frequency of Dad’s messages slowed, as did his forward progress: he was making only 77 miles a day now, and his overall trip time was recalibrated to five weeks. Because of rough seas, he was having trouble eating without spilling. Worse, his watermaker had stopped functioning shortly after he left Banderas Bay. Mom relayed repair notes from Thor Faber; after two weeks, during which he probably drank from the backup supply, Dad got it working again.

In his third week out, on May 20, he wrote that “gear & wind & wave” had knocked two pairs of glasses off his face, leaving him with a single damaged but wearable pair. “A bit scarey couple of days,” he said. “Adveture & learn or die trying ;}};.” He followed with this cryptic note: “Horizontal winds that turn ranbows sideways pose question of how does one sail in that? Very carfully!”

For days the weather flopped between foul and calm. On May 26, two days before Dad sent his first message about pirates, he made a sharp turn south toward Hiva Oa—the second-largest island in the Marquesas—but storms blew him back 20 nautical miles.

“No joy!” he wrote. He told Mom that he was reevaluating everything. “It’s the whole plan,” he said. “Boat and I r not really going.” His next message read: “Damn t.” The weather router had just told him it would take 24 to 48 hours for the winds to become more favorable.

In the doldrums, time slows down. Explorer Jason Lewis, who has sailed in that part of the Pacific, described it like this in Jonathan Franklin’s book 438 Days, an account of the saga of Mexican fisherman Salvador Alvarenga, who survived being lost at sea in the Pacific for well over a year: “The lightning comes down to the water. You’ll see these thunderstorms developing, and they’ll be very dark and foreboding. You watch them for hours, rolling toward you. … Every day out there feels like a week … and every week feels like a month, a month felt like a year.”

In the same book, explorer Ivan Macfadyen says: “If you start to imagine saber-toothed tigers in the corner of the room, then suddenly they’re all over you. The fear factor is overpowering.”

Dad was never a complainer, but he was worried about the calm conditions. “This not a little thing,” he texted. “It’s over a week of lite adverse winds.” His fuel tank was nearly full—he could have motored most of the way to Hiva Oa—and he seemed to be forgetting that the weather wouldn’t always be like this.

“Big challenges going on,” he wrote on the 26th. “I need some new ways of approaching them. Strangest thing just happened. Too odd & Long for InReach. Involved scam moviemaking.”

Mom, alarmed, responded within minutes: “Scam moviemaking? Are you in contact with others? Food and water holding out?” She told him she wanted to hear more about the challenges he faced. He didn’t respond.

On the afternoon of May 27, around 1:15, he wrote: “Rain—Intense at times, moments horizontal. my decks are relatively clear, not sails. Happy Anniversary 39 years of bliss. Re movie scam. Maybe my Beautiful Mind ala My Sailing Mind. Take this as possible book idea. As real dilemma. After2 days sleep dep, Banderas Bay, Shortwave radio playng unknown to me made me think I was in trouble. Then thought to check it. Had a laugh.”

Mom wrote back: “Happy Anniversary Lover! I wondered if hallucination re Movie Scam but thought maybe u r listening to something bizarre over shortwave…SLEEP!”

Then she got the message that made it clear his boat was facing the wrong way. “I was in rolling seas, storm cells encroaching & gusts to 28Knts, so I heaved to,” he wrote. “Parked. Big storm Moving north.… Adverse til next Friday. Can u believe it. Obstacles at almost every step. The communication difficulties o”

The text ended there.

On the morning of May 28, once Mom had read the “deep south blackcult” pirate messages, the family started reaching out every ten minutes: “Are you okay?” “On phone with coast guard.” “Trying to find you.” “PLEASE ANSWER.”

We got nothing.

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Изменение положения магнитных полюсов Земли — нормальное явление. Но если Южный полюс смещается с низкой скоростью — менее 10 километров в год — то Северный полюс с начала XXI века движется из Канады в сторону Сибири ускоренными темпами — примерно на 50 километров в год.

По словам ученых, такое интенсивное движение может привести к сбоям в глобальной системе навигации. Если магнитные полюса Земли полностью поменяются местами, помимо отключения электросистем и спутниковой навигации, произойдет ослабление магнитосферы Земли, и космическая радиация, способная уничтожить все живое, начнет достигать поверхности.



Раньше считалось, что инверсия магнитных полюсов происходит раз в несколько сотен тысяч лет. Последний раз такое случилось около 780 тысяч лет назад, еще до появления человечества. Но, как показывают наблюдения, магнитосфера Земли достаточно непредсказуема.

Исследование опубликовано в журнале Nature.

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Erratic motion of north magnetic pole forces experts to update model that aids global navigation

Something strange is going on at the top of the world. Earth’s north magnetic pole has been skittering away from Canada and towards Siberia, driven by liquid iron sloshing within the planet’s core. The magnetic pole is moving so quickly that it has forced the world’s geomagnetism experts into a rare move.

On 15 January, they are set to update the World Magnetic Model, which describes the planet’s magnetic field and underlies all modern navigation, from the systems that steer ships at sea to Google Maps on smartphones.

The most recent version of the model came out in 2015 and was supposed to last until 2020 — but the magnetic field is changing so rapidly that researchers have to fix the model now. “The error is increasing all the time,” says Arnaud Chulliat, a geomagnetist at the University of Colorado Boulder and the National Oceanic and Atmospheric Administration’s (NOAA’s) National Centers for Environmental Information.

The problem lies partly with the moving pole and partly with other shifts deep within the planet. Liquid churning in Earth’s core generates most of the magnetic field, which varies over time as the deep flows change. In 2016, for instance, part of the magnetic field temporarily accelerated deep under northern South America and the eastern Pacific Ocean. Satellites such as the European Space Agency’s Swarm mission tracked the shift.

By early 2018, the World Magnetic Model was in trouble. Researchers from NOAA and the British Geological Survey in Edinburgh had been doing their annual check of how well the model was capturing all the variations in Earth’s magnetic field. They realized that it was so inaccurate that it was about to exceed the acceptable limit for navigational errors.

Wandering pole

“That was an interesting situation we found ourselves in,” says Chulliat. “What’s happening?” The answer is twofold, he reported last month at a meeting of the American Geophysical Union in Washington DC.

First, that 2016 geomagnetic pulse beneath South America came at the worst possible time, just after the 2015 update to the World Magnetic Model. This meant that the magnetic field had lurched just after the latest update, in ways that planners had not anticipated.



Second, the motion of the north magnetic pole made the problem worse. The pole wanders in unpredictable ways that have fascinated explorers and scientists since James Clark Ross first measured it in 1831 in the Canadian Arctic. In the mid-1990s it picked up speed, from around 15 kilometres per year to around 55 kilometres per year. By 2001, it had entered the Arctic Ocean — where, in 2007, a team including Chulliat landed an aeroplane on the sea ice in an attempt to locate the pole.

In 2018, the pole crossed the International Date Line into the Eastern Hemisphere. It is currently making a beeline for Siberia.

The geometry of Earth’s magnetic field magnifies the model’s errors in places where the field is changing quickly, such as the North Pole. “The fact that the pole is going fast makes this region more prone to large errors,” says Chulliat.

To fix the World Magnetic Model, he and his colleagues fed it three years of recent data, which included the 2016 geomagnetic pulse. The new version should remain accurate, he says, until the next regularly scheduled update in 2020.

Core questions
In the meantime, scientists are working to understand why the magnetic field is changing so dramatically. Geomagnetic pulses, like the one that happened in 2016, might be traced back to ‘hydromagnetic’ waves arising from deep in the core1. And the fast motion of the north magnetic pole could be linked to a high-speed jet of liquid iron beneath Canada2.

The jet seems to be smearing out and weakening the magnetic field beneath Canada, Phil Livermore, a geomagnetist at the University of Leeds, UK, said at the American Geophysical Union meeting. And that means that Canada is essentially losing a magnetic tug-of-war with Siberia.

“The location of the north magnetic pole appears to be governed by two large-scale patches of magnetic field, one beneath Canada and one beneath Siberia,” Livermore says. “The Siberian patch is winning the competition.”

Which means that the world’s geomagnetists will have a lot to keep them busy for the foreseeable future.

Alexandra Witze

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На новогодних праздниках на курорте «Имеретинский» состоялся третий из шести этапов регаты Sochi Winter Cup, организованной компанией PROyachting

Регата проходила три дня, с 4 по 6 января. В ней участвовали 10 команд из разных городов России. Среди них лидеры первых этапов: Old Boys, «Калипсо» и «Алеонора», а также постоянные участники зимней серии: команды Maik Loris, Sail, «Горно Style» и дебютанты этой серии «Восток Запад», Sense и два сборных экипажа.

В субботу ветер дул со скоростью 5-7 м/c. Гонка осложнялась остаточной волной после пятничного шторма. В воскресенье ветер дул 8-10 м/c, доходя до 12-15 м/c на порывах. За два гоночных дня удалось провести 6 гонок: пять в субботу и только одну в воскресенье. К сожалению, шквалистый ветер в заключительный день вынудил организаторов остановить регату и вернуться на берег раньше запланированного.

Победу на этапе одержала команда Old Boys. Для экипажа это третья победа подряд. «Серебро» уверенно взяла команда Calipso. Третье место завоевала команда «Горно Style». «Бронза» далась уральской команде нелегко — команда не смогла участвовать в шестой гонке. Накануне стартовой процедуры после постановки генакера у яхты сломалась мачта.

«Команда отреагировала спокойно, как будто это была штатная ситуация, — рассказал рулевой «Горно Style» Евгений Сомин. — Паника нулевая. Ребята отработали профессионально. Судейская команда тоже отработала супер: сразу подъехали, проследили, проконтролировали, оттранспортировали».

Судейская команда приняла решение восстановить результат «Горно Style» в шестой гонке по среднему баллу.

Результаты этапа

Следующий этап Sochi Winter Cup состоится 1-3 февраля.

Для Sochi Winter Cup это четвертый сезон. Первая регата из зимней серии прошла в ноябре 2015 года. Идея регаты — доступные тренировки и гонки в межсезонье без выезда за границу. Регата проходит на современном курорте «Имеретинский», дорога из аэропорта до марины занимает всего 10 минут. До горнолыжного курорта «Роза Хутор» добраться можно за час. Регата рассчитана на длинный уикэнд, с пятницы по воскресенье, и проходит в следующем формате: тренировочный день, два гоночных дня с теоретическими занятиями, а также вечерние мероприятия.

Пресс служба PROyachting

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Flat earthers, who believe the Earth is a large disk, may be shocked to find the ship’s navigation is based on a spherical planet

A group of people who believe the Earth is flat have announced their “biggest, boldest, best adventure yet”: a Flat Earth cruise scheduled for 2020.

The cruise, organized by the Flat Earth International Conference, promises to be a lovely time. Flat earthers – who include the rapper B.o.B. and reality television person Tila Tequila – will be able to enjoy restaurants, swimming pools and perhaps even an artificial surf wave.

There’s just one problem for those seeking to celebrate the flatness of the Earth. The navigational systems cruise ships, and other vessels, use rely on the fact that the Earth is not flat: theoretically puncturing the beliefs of the flat Earth crowd.

“Ships navigate based on the principle that the Earth is round,” said Henk Keijer, a former cruise ship captain who sailed all over the globe during a 23-year career.

“Nautical charts are designed with that in mind: that the Earth is round.”

Keijer, who now works as a forensic marine expert for Robson Forensic, said the existence of GPS, the global positioning system, alone is proof that the Earth is a sphere, not a flat disc. GPS relies on 24 main satellites which orbit the Earth to provide positional and navigational information.

“The reason why 24 satellites were used is because on the curvature of the Earth,” Keijer said.

“A minimum of three satellites are required to determine a position. But someone located on the other side of the Earth would also like to know their position, so they also require a certain number of satellites.

“Had the Earth been flat, a total of three satellites would have been enough to provide this information to everyone on Earth. But it is not enough, because the Earth is round.”

While there are different theories within the Flat Earth community, the core belief is the Earth is flat. The FEIC claims that after “extensive experimentation, analysis, and research”, its adherents came to believe the Earth is not a sphere.

A common model offered for the exact topography of the Earth is that it is a large disk, surrounded by “an ice wall barrier” – Antarctica.

The Flat Earth Society, which is not connected to the FEIC, has suggested that “the space agencies of the world” have conspired to fake “space travel and exploration”.

“This likely began during the cold war,” the Flat Earth Society says. “The USSR and USA were obsessed with beating each other into space to the point that each faked their accomplishments in an attempt to keep pace with the other’s supposed achievements.”

The FEIC did not respond to requests for more information on the Flat Earth cruise. The organization could potentially try to staff the cruise ship with a crew which does not think the Earth is round, but Keijer said that would be difficult.

“I have sailed 2 million miles, give or take,” Keijer said.

“I have not encountered one sea captain who believes the Earth is flat.”

Adam Gabbatt

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this topic in English

В следующем году сторонники теории о «плоской Земле» отправятся в морской круиз, который спонсирует конференция Flat Earth International Conference. Детали путешествия неизвестны, но как минимум один факт уже вызывает улыбку: вся морская навигация базируется на факте, что наша планета — шарообразная, передает The Guardian.

Об этом изданию рассказал Хэнк Кейер — человек, 23 года проработавший капитаном круизного лайнера и прошедший два миллиона миль. Современные системы позиционирования вроде GPS и вовсе работают благодаря множеству спутников, которые находятся на орбите Земли — само собой, круглой.

Всего на орбите находится 24 основных спутника для GPS. Кейер уверяет, что будь Земля плоской, хватило бы и трех. Но именно из-за формы нашей планеты необходимо значительно больше спутников, чтобы покрыть все участки.

The Guardian связался с представителями Flat Earth International Conference для уточнения информации о круизе, но те пока не ответили. Ресурс предполагает, что «плоскоземцы» захотят собрать экипаж из единомышленников, но здесь проблема. Хэнк Кейер заверил, что никогда не видел капитана, который верил бы в теорию о плоской Земле.

Авторский перевод: Станислав Иванейко

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уже традиционно продолжался прием заявок на участие в знаменитой 605-мильной Rolex Fastnet Race между Англией и Ирландией, которую считают одной из самых тяжелых офшорных гонок в мире


Если совсем точно – 4 минуты и 37 секунд. Этого оказалось достаточно, чтобы заявочный список «Фастнета» - 340 яхт – был закрыт. Опоздавшие – а это еще добрая сотня заявок - поставлены на лист ожидания. Им остается надеяться, что кто-то из счастливчиков откажется от участия.

Скорость, с которой был заполнен заявочный список, согласитесь, производит впечатление. Тем не менее, это не рекорд. Прием заявок для участия в гонке-2017 (Rolex Fastnet Race проводится раз в два года) продолжался 4 минуты 24 секунды!

Среди попавших в основной список – яхты из 25 стран. Большинство из них - 201 – представляют Великобританию. Далее следуют Франция (81 лодка) и Голландия (33). Как всегда в «Фастнете» примут участие и российские яхты. Правда, пока организаторы из Royal Ocean Racing Club (RORC) – не сообщили их точное число.

Напомним, что «Фастнет» проводится с 1925 года. На этот раз гонка стартует 3 августа – на две недели раньше привычного срока.

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Вчера во Фримантле (Австралия) состоялась десятая, заключительная гонка чемпионата мира в классе «Дракон»

Победила в этой гонке и в чемпионате в целом команда под турецким флагом Provezza Dragon со шкипером Энди Бедсуортом, лидировавшая на протяжении всей регаты и повторившая, таким образом, свой прошлогодний золотой успех.

В сумме у Provezza получилось 23 очка - на 6 больше, чем у серебряного призера, британской Louise Racing со шкипером Грантом Гордоном. Бронза также досталась представителям Великобритании – экипажу яхты Fever во главе с Клаусом Дидерихсом (31 очко).

Россияне на этот раз остались за чертой призеров. Annapurna Анатолия Логинова – на 6-м месте (46 очков), Rocknrolla Дмитрия Самохина – на 8-м (56).

Итоговые результаты чемпионата

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Юбилейная, 50-я выставка Boot Duesseldorf  пройдет c 19 по 27 января 2019 года в Дюссельдорфе, Германия.

Boot Duesseldorf - крупнейшая в мире павильонная яхтенная выставка - сотни компаний представят гостям свои бестселлеры и новинки.

В 16 просторных павильонах выставочного центра Messe Dusseldorf будет собрано практически все, что связано с моторными и парусными яхтами, хаусботами и всеми видами водного спорта.

В Юбилейной выставке примет участие более 2000 участников из 68 стран!

Гостей ожидают многочисленные тематические площадки, посвященные десяткам различных хобби, а ведущие производители представят новинки, последние модели яхт, аксессуары и предметы роскоши, а также поделятся своим ноу-хау.

Ежегодно выставка привлекает почти четверть миллиона посетителей со всего мира.

А ТЫ едешь в Дюссельдорф? ;)

 

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В минувшую среду пилот небольшого самолета, пролетавшего в нескольких милях от Kangaroo Island (что на южном побережье Австралии), увидел в море перевернутую яхту.

На корпусе, во многих местах плотно облепленном ракушками, был, тем не менее, хорошо виден большой нарисованный глаз. Что позволило быстро лодку идентифицировать.

Это была 40-футовая яхта Wild Eyes, на которой восемь с половиной лет назад (!) американка Эбби Сандерленд намеревалась стать самой юной девушкой (ей тогда было 16 лет), совершившей кругосветку в одиночку.



6 февраля Эбби стартовала в Мексике, 31 марта обогнула мыс Горн и направилась к Южной Африке. А вот что было дальше (процитируем «Википедию»):

«10 июня в штормовых условиях произошёл отказ в управлении парусами. Это произошло примерно в 400 милях от острова Реюньон. Кроме того, с Эбби была потеряна связь.

12 июня яхта Эбби Сандерленд была обнаружена французским рыболовецким судном Ile De La Réunion в 300 милях от Реюньона. Яхта во время шторма получила тяжёлые повреждения, отсутствовала мачта. Поскольку транспортировка яхты в Калифорнию обошлась бы слишком дорого, было принято решение затопить её в Индийском океане».

Но, видимо, ее так и не затопили. Во всяком случае, лодка восемь с половиной лет дрейфовала в океане, добравшись до Австралии.

После того как Wild Eyes была замечена с самолета, к ней подошли на катере, осмотрели. Но – самое удивительное - теперь найти ее, несмотря на несколько предпринятых попыток, не удается. Неужели затонула?

«У моей яхты всегда был норовистый характер», - заметила по этому поводу теперь уже 25-летняя Эбби Сандерленд.

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topic Российские разработчики создали мобильный яхтенный англо-русский словарь
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