A lot has happened since my last blog.
A classic North East trades pattern for leg 1 decided not to play ball for us this time as a result we had a big split in the fleet. With Telefonica, Puma and ourselves heading out west and leaving the French to battle their was down the African coast in a collapsing trades regime.
The boats that split west earlier gained nicely and we now face over a one hundred mile deficit to the leading pair. As a slight positive Groupama's eastern choice has not panned out and they are now a distant 4th.
We are now in the North East trades such as they are, broad reaching our way to the equator. Conditions on deck are very pleasant, the guys have peeled down to shorts and tee shirts and we have even seen a few sunhats come out.
There is a massive air of anticipation as we look forward to the equator crossing ceremony where King Neptune will have two new inductees into his realm. Both Adam and Hamish are shaking in their collective boots wondering what grim punishments will be dealt out during the ceremony.