This is such a long passage that we have been breaking it down in to chunks, so it seems like we are getting somewhere. Otherwise, when we plot the day's run on the chart and it moves us only a couple of centimetres it can look pretty insignificant, especially as we have most of the width of the chart to cover.

Fisrt milestone was a tenth of the way, then a fifth, a quarter, and finally a whole third of the way this morning. Isabelle has made some chocolate chip cookies to celebrate.

We've been making pretty good progress now that we have steady wind. Last few days have been around 170 miles each.

Had lots of wind last night and dropped the mainsail altogether and just ran under the genoa. Had to even reef that in a bit too. It was a bit wild when we were dropping the mainsail. Pitch black night, wind rising, but all this brilliant phosphorecence from the wake of the boat lighting up what otherwise would have been a very dark job. Again we were able to just lash the helm and the boat would steer itself. A good thing as the autopilot is quite strained with some sharp cross seas knocking us around every now and then.

We have a passenger on board at the moment. A beautiful, white faced Nazca Booby.