The highlight of the day is hard to pick but I don’t think I’ll forget tonight’s dinner. It was one of the best passage dinners I’ve had. At about 19:00 with the appetites getting sharp and the smells of cooking coming from below Craig is playing some beautiful classical guitar piece in the cockpit on and equally beautiful flamenco guitar he said he picked up on his travels to Portugal. The performance is interrupted by the call from the galley that dinner is served and we eat in the cockpit as the sun shines scattered beams low through the clouds and we gently surge along at 7 knots dead downwind with the Genoa poled out wind on wing.

The vegetarian stir-fry that Kirril made would have brought anyone back to this restaurant if the parking wasn’t so bad. Before that it was generator and water maker on so we could all have showers

Before this, there was the setting of the whisker pole in order to sail a more direct route and continue to skirt the wind that, while blowing gale force off the coast are quite pleasant out here 300 mile or so offshore. Before that it was our first opportunity to get out the sextants and try some celestial navigation practice and work on our noon sun sights….or at least three of us employed our newfound sunny day that way. Craig’s idea of enjoying the sun was having a nap in one of his new bean bag chairs on the aft deck.

Before that Iain, I enjoyed the first glimpse of offshore stars and a waxing moon through the clouds at 4 am.

The days are packed I tell you. Between the important work of naps and chores and lessons, it’s hard to get far into a chapter of some non celestial navigation text. Will I ever find out what happens to Frodo?

Sorry for the late post everyone. It really is a busy little ship.

I hope you are all eating half as well as us.

Rhys