We spent a day chugging 40 nM south east from Smir. The forecast was two to four westerly, ideal really. Instead we got a brief bit of north easterly, which saw us close reached under the main and cruising chute (an interesting combination). Fairly soon it died enough that we handed the mizzen, putting the motoring cone in its place. Then the remaining whisper of a breeze shifted just enough that not even the cruising chute could fill. We left the main up to give us some shade on the side decks, and relied on our faithful engine for the rest of the way!

The wildlife helped to console us. Loads of dolphins, (now known as 'fin!') which Pip caught on camera this time. Here in the Med, at least on the North African coast, they seem much more noisy. You can hear them breathe as they surface, and often their tails and bellies hit the water as they jump around. You don't hear those slaps in the Atlantic; maybe it's the swell.

Pip also saw a turtle (exotic fin)! She (the turtle) had an orange, russet shell, and was swimming westward with great determination. Sadly, neither the camera nor Sarah saw her, so we are keeping a sharp eye out for another.