The happy spirit among all the crew has continued unabated, unlike the wind and waves, which is just as well, since the combined forces of wind and tide got together to smack us in the teeth as soon as we had cleared the Isle of Wight. Old hands describe this kind of sea as "lumpy", others might feel this was a considerable understatement.
Forward Starboard took their first watch (8-12pm) on the chin, coping with the lumps and bumps.All displayed the utmost sang-froid, especially Peter, our veteran sailor.
Various members of the entire voyage crew owned up to feeling quite "unwell"
for the first time in many years of sailing. Breakfast was declined by many, as people came to terms with their inner selves, then bravely squared up to Happy Hour No sooner had equilibrium been restored by fresh air and a more civil sea, than the steering mechanism gave problems.
Our plan to anchor in Falmouth Roads was rapidly changed to Torbay, where spare parts would be awaiting collection.
Will tried hard to convince arrivals on deck that we were just off La Palma - Brixham houses are such pretty colours.
Meanwhile Joe's first ever mess duty was comical affair with songs, laughter and Irish jokes.
People are already catching up with their sleep ready for the next push down the Channel.
Unity with Forward Starboard.