In the absence of any signage on the high seas, I captured our first equator crossing in the form of a GPS reading aboard the Cap Cleveland.

Since then, we’ve crossed the equator only twice on our adventure, both times in the air. Once on the way north from Bali to the Philippines, and most recently flying from Mumbai to Nairobi, which is just south of the equator. I’m pretty sure both times we were fast asleep.

Land is another matter. As we were crossing the equator on our way north from Lake Nakuru on May 18th (the first of 4 crossings on our overland trip, and the only time it wasn’t raining), we stopped for a cool photo op.