National Geographic : 1970 Oct
The storm that wasn't supposed to happen t .HURRICANE SEASON was over, or so I thought," I" relates Robin, "but two days out I was brushed by the fringes of one that blew up suddenly off Panama." In 20-foot swells and 40-mile-an-hour winds, he casts an anxious eye aft; everything in the boat is battened down. Robin takes his photo graph by pulling a string attached to the camera. Wind vane on the stern turns an oarlike blade that automatically steers the boat, letting Robin take care of other chores or get much-needed rest. 520 In the eight-day passage from St. Thomas to Panama, Dove received only one visitor: a tern (right) touched down on the furled mainsail just before dusk. By morning it was gone. "What did you learn about weather on your long voyage?" Robin was asked upon his return. "That it's unpredictable," he replied, adding with understated humor, "If the barometer is falling fast and there are dark clouds on the horizon, that means it might-just might-rain the next day."