Dolphins joined us again to help with the sail change. 

Eating fruit and veg rapidly as we move south, no rotten smells so far but meals dictated by what might go off next. The afternoon was spent fashioning a running repair for the rudder gearbox out of one of the boats two brooms; at least deck swabbing may be curtailed. After some debate it was decided to head south to the Cape Verde islands 300 odd miles away and not totally off route where a permanent repair can be made. Hopefully not adding more than 3-4 days to our trip but assuredly all our butter will melt. Everybody very relaxed about the change of plan which is being characterised as an adventure rather than a major setback.

No fish bites today means no fish supper - and tomorrow is Friday.

Breakages - mmm the steering box - we call it the cake tin