Such excitement filled the little boat as the numbers on the GPS started to count down. Dave was ready, but could not find a Neptune outfit, having declined the the only thing big enough for a cloak, a Cape Verde sheet I had obtained by mistake. Beard was present anyway, but crowns are in short supply on Spirit. However he had his bottle o best Australian wine, courtesy of some Aussies we met in Gibraltar. I had the camera ready to snap the appropriate numbers, and we waited in high expectation.
'000000 - Go for it!!'
Snap, snap and the the great pouring out with more snap, snap, and we were over.
Can't send the pikkies till we have ordinary e-mail though.
Funny though, south feels exactly the same as north - and there is still no wind!!!
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Had to give in and motor as not only was there less than 4 kts of wind, it was definitely coming from the wrong place. Now we might have to slow down as we are due to arrive on Sunday, which may not be a good idea. We wait advice from the agent.
309 miles to go, doing about 130 miles a day.
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