The weather not brill for the next week – light to moderate headwinds – but we're going to go. This may be the last from gmail for a while. Odd feeling having a last coldie at the caff on the wharf with perhaps two months minimum at sea to come…
We'll have a somewhat warmer drop of Sagres as we pass Henry and his mates. Sagres is local beer and also the place where he lived and watched for his ships to come home.
Cross 'em please – I think we're off.
The logs ramblings can be cryptic, so we have added: