The Captain's teeth
An event in the Indian Ocean We were heading SE from Aden to the southern tip of Ceylon, right in the middle of the Indian Ocean. There was a gentle NE’ly swell from the NE monsoon, and we rolled easily in a blue Indian ocean with hardly a cloud in the sky, the sort of day a seafarer dreams of. The flying fish were jumping and there was no traffic and a clear ocean horizon. I was now a third officer proudly displaying my single gold bar on my epaulets having successfully passed my Second Officers certificate. So I was the watchkeeping officer on the 8-12 morning watch on the bridge. I had risen at 07:30, had a quick shower and a breakfast of fish kedgeree with that aromatic flavour of curry with hard boiled eggs and rice. Then, up to the bridge for 07:55 to relieve the chief officer of the watch. Handover was easy, no traffic and the C/O had fixed our position with the stars at dawn, so everything was in order. Started checking bridge instruments and chart position be...