Life Insurance

Unai is now 194 miles further from the finish than SAGA Insurance and the winds from his southerly position do not look as favourable as what we should get, but the margin is still not great enough to guarantee third overall for the race, I reckon on needing another 300 miles over him for that which is still a tall order. Nevertheless the gamble to go north and lose 30 hours appears to have paid off, so far at least.

Transferring diesel fuel to the day tank it managed to splash out as I was about to blow to make a siphon work. That's the disadvantage with a beard and moustache, the flavour lingers and I have been tasting diesel all night, even after trying to wash it away with the obvious cure, Old Pulteney! If I were an internal combustion engine I would have been flying with the mixture I have inside!

I indulged in a warm sleeping bag last night, absolute bliss after days of sleeping in oilies, but it was too good to last. Active Echo went off indicating it had picked up another vessel's radar transmissions. So up and back into cold and wet oilies again. Still I suppose it is nice to be reminded that comfort does exist. I saw no sign of the other ship after all that.

Getting a bit low on water. The water maker is playing up; it does not like the port tack either, and am down to three litres before touching reserves. My consumption is frugal, about a litre a day. I might have got some rainwater yesterday but there was too much spray about and saltwater makes awful tea.

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