Tuesday

A wise man once said that sailing was the fine art of getting cold and wet whilst slowly going nowhere!

Despite climbing continuously in and out of forever wet gear, and having to spend three hours on deck helming in very challanging seas, moral on the boat is still high.

We have now crossed the renownd Bay of Biscay and are still in one piece and are currently positioned off C. Finisterre.

The miles to Porto seem to be dropping quicker and quicker, and a nice cold Portuguese beer seems closer and closer. Spirits are high and everyones enjoying themselves.

Rory