We're just simply getting obsessed with Crapper, our Brown Footed Booby. It took the combined talents of Leonard Cohen and Coldplay to scare him off the solar panel. Well, their CD's flapping in the wind anyway. Best use I could think of for them.

Anyway, he's now relocated to the front half of the boat and its now covered in poop. The grand plan was we'd be showering every day, splashing water around without a c\are as there'd be plenty rainwater from the squalls running down the deck. Well, Crapper has put paid to that idea. Instead, I'm on my knees scrubbing and chucking buckets of water around. Another 24 hours of this and I'll take my chances with the Ancient Mariner and shoot the sucker.

When we're not cleaning up, we're making good progress. The wind is steady at 15 ish, not that we know cause the instrument is bust, but we're thrashing along at 7+ all day and night. At this speed we should be there by.........................