The longest beat
We are approaching Redondo with its “king” in mid afternoon. Light breeze for all and for us is working in our favour so we are closing in on boats ahead. With no electronics we don’t know where we stand.
Low on food, water, and snacks, high on morale. Still loving sailing “old school” – this is a race we’ll remember for a long time.
Looking forward to being greeted on the dock with a pile of pizzas and Rafa’s pasta.
Not looking forever to cleaning this floating health hazard.
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