After leaving Gibraltar and the excitements of our pit-stop behind, we picked up a wonderful 15-20 kn sea-breeze, broad reaching under the code Zero, zipping along the Spanish coastline with the Rock swiftly disappearing behind us - over 12 knots SOG. This was wonderful sailing, the best of the trip so far, with Zephyr in her element.

There has been a startling quantum of shipping around the Straits and along the coastline. Many of the ships appear to be just drifting along at 1-2knots with the wind. The water is fairly deep here, so the speculation is that with fuel prices so high the captains are just cutting their engines and drifting while they wait for directions or a berthing slot. It makes for quite interesting navigation, picking our way through.

As predicted, the sea-breeze died off around suppertime, but once again it was a beautiful cool, clear evening. We have barely seen a cloud in the sky and while we have not been blessed with great winds for sailing on this trip, the weather has been very kind. So, we motored all night and into this morning, when the opportunity was too good for a spot of drone-flying, the result of which is this rather splendid photograph of Zephyr becalmed in the misty Med with the rising sun reflecting in the oily surface.