Day 4: My Friend, the Compass

In the night, sailing through the darkness, the moon hidden behind the trade wind clouds, the warm glow of the magnetic compass helps to navigate through squalls (local strong winds) with a little rain and through calms. It leads us North East, to the Azores.

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