I was rubbish as usual and almost last - but rule 1 - I am not racing!
As we headed towards Abersoch, the fleet split into two, with 6 of the faster boats zooming off and the rest of us in a clump.
Good wind, saw us at over 5 knots all the way.
At St Tudwals, Mike and I were rewarded with a school of dolphins playing between our boats. Hard to get a good photo, but here is the best I can do. Magical stuff.
Once past Abersoch it has got fairly rough and uncomfortable, with a rolling sea. The autopilot does not like it, but after an hour of messing around. I have got it to hold a reasonable course.
Now the slog begins - across open sea for 24 hours - only 3 gone so far - bloody hell!
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