It's just getting tougher and tougher the longer we stay here in Mo'orea.

It always takes us a few days to settle into a place. Problem is, if we then like it we get stuck. And it's not only us. Wee Rupert and his missus are round the corner, his twin masts dominating the skyline for miles around but again, no sign of the newlyweds. Probably down below counting the money.

Yesterday was walk the island day, or at least as far as our wee legs would carry us. Given our daily exercise is largely made up up climbing the cabin steps into the cockpit then finding the most comfortable position to repose, yesterday's mammoth walk had us in our pit by early evening.

If you've got an iPhone you get a free fitness App to measure how many steps you take per day - in our terms, the Slothometer.

A tough day on board can see you put in upwards of 160 steps. Sometimes over 200 and some of these are up a ladder so, pretty hard core.

Yesterday's marathon was
45645 steps. From 160 to 45k No wonder we're knackered.

However, it's time to move on so this afternoon we may see if we can unearth the anchor from 15 metres down and head around the corner to Oponuha Bay so were positioned to A) go swimming with the rays and sharks tomorrow and B) move on oop north to Raitea and Bora Bora.