Nambia, Walvis bay, this trip is crazy..

So turns out we not only left out spinker on the first departure but about another 250 kg of various goodies for the yacht. Crazy stuff Ines, but in good humour. So our trip finds us now in Walvis Bay (renouned for flamingoes). The Courtneys and Wilbur smith eat your heart out.

As you can tell we have already had many encounters with our friends of the sea, the dolphins. Our skipper hates them after spending time on a fishing boat at 15, he reckons they should all be eaten. I can see him and me are going to have our differences regarding Green Peace, but all in good humour.

The trip has been filled with numerous night watches. These are 3 hour shifts where there's nothing but you, the ocean, the stars, occasionally a dolphin and a good book. 3 books down and loving it. I now can take my hat off to Nelson, Oliver Tambo & Walter Sisulu, what men. They had me with goose bumps for the whole 1000 pages.

This is our rig, don't ask me what they all are, I'm still learning and fast.

While sailing, I've decided to master a couple of other skills. "Asta Luego"= see you later, in Spanish. Soy solitair = I'm single.