Promised Land

One day of doldrums motoring, was followed by two days of lumpy upwind sailing. The just when you thought you'd had enough we entered the transitional zone between the doldrums and the trade winds. Wind shifts like I've never experienced, squalls that last for hours with rain that makes my ISORA career look dry. Yes, Liam IT'S YOUR ROUND!!!

We've Liam's brand new trade wind sail rigged and ready to deploy when we reach the south easterlies. Until then it's a big orange carrot leading these five donkeys to the trade wind promised land. Joking aside, while its tough going, we're sailors and we're made for this stuff. We're enjoying it like only sailors can because there's something very seriously wrong with us.

Mary
Happy St Paddy's Day