The drugs have worn off and I’m still not vomiting, so that is good. But have had to find suitable replacement for drugs. So today is beer day. Simon claims he’s on the Sprite. Seems to come in the same tins as the beer. Mauritz was convinced to drink beer when skip told him that every kilo we shed is that little bit faster. He shot off at a few knots. No persuasion required for Emma.

 

Our small pod of dolphins was replaced today by about 50 more! Lovely sight, with them shooting under Gertha and changing direction with such speed! Other recent spots include messages in bottles, a jar, a pallet and some phosphorescent jellyfish! And, of course:

 

“MAN OF WAR! MAN OF WAR! MAN OF WAR! MAN OF WAR! MN OF WAR! MAN OF WAR! MAN OF WAR! MAN OF WAR! MAN OF WAR! MAN OF WAR! MN OF WAR! MAN OF WAR!MAN OF WAR! MAN OF WAR! MAN OF WAR! MAN OF WAR! MN OF WAR! MAN OF WAR!

 

Heard the sad news that a boat has sunk about 400 miles north of us. Looks like a couple of the ARC cats have shot up to help. Our fingers are crossed for them. Hopefully they’re bobbing around safely in their life raft. 

 

We’ve been going very well for the last couple of days, and I’m sure with the current mood we’ll put a little dent in the liquid weight of the vessel.

 

Cheers!

 

Anthony