Morning all,
Well we have been ripping along for the last 24 hours, hitting some good mid-twenties speeds with regularity. On deck, it is like a fire hydrant has been turned on and your eyes soon become painful with the blasting water. No sleep last night as we tore along on the edge of control. This is some of the greatest sailing in the world down here in the south and we are fast approaching Gough Island dead ahead. Punching this blog out with one finger, wedged in the Nav Station, with the cavitation roaring off the windward rudder......another 24 knots in the pitch dark. Dale out.