Entering Fitzroy

Struggling out of bed to take over the watch can be tough. We're not in the tropics now, and the chill night air is a sharp reminder. Gone too is the silent VHF radio. "What did you have for supper Mike?", "What colour is your spinnaker?" - As if they could see it in the dark! Yachts surround us. It's the return of the Azores & Back Race, and the airwaves sound like a Saturday in the Solent.

So it's back to warm beer and soggy summer days, Ho Hmm.

Now where is England……..

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