We are still deep in the heart of the ocean with c. 650 miles to Cape Town but we have a retinue of about a dozen petrels and shear waters. The birds multiplied out of nowhere as soon as they saw Skip fishing of the stern (So far the big one has got away).
We’ve had a full sail up on a following breeze in the warm sun, although currently have had to hand sail to motor in to the passing easterlies and push on for Cape Town deadlines.
The ships beer bottle orchestra has made great strides under Linda’s baton and produced a fairly recognisable “Yankee Doodle”
Naomi, Lucy, Isabel, Alison, Fran W, Dave, Matt, Ted, Anto