"Six hundred miles south of the Equator, the heat was intolerable—the deck too hot for bare feet, the
glare from the sails agonizing without dark sunglasses, clothing clinging with sweat." (page 225) It is
dead calm, with the North Brazil current pushing the Spray backwards. However, a storm was on the
way. John Walker decided to head out to sea, towards the storm, to get manouvering room.