We finally found some wind today.  OK you can believe that bit.  Rather than sunscreen, kayaking and general tourist behaviour (some great photos to share in a future post) we have been able to worry about sunscreen and living at an angle again.  Pouring milk is a particular problem, and many of you know how we meter the addition of milk to tea very carefully.  Not easy on a moving platform.  On port tack you have to strap yourself to the stove while preparing food and on starboard you can’t wash up because the sink fills with salt water rather than draining the other way.  Whatever you are doing you have to brace yourself against one wall or the other.

But a decent 15-20 knots of wind means we finally made it around the south west tip of Ireland and have started heading north.  After a 4am start, we anchored this afternoon at Wexford Bay, just north of Rosslare.  It’s not the most sheltered of anchorages and not the most crowded (we were the only ones here).  But who should rock up, sometime while we were watching England loose to Belgium and generally feeling a bit ill in all the rolling around, but our round-Britain rower.  We saw Andy on our first evening, moored at the Isle of Sheppey, and here he is again.   What are the odds of that?   And while we have generally been pretty pleased with our progress and minimal consumption of diesel, Andy has rowed the same ground.  Respect!  Please sponsor this guy, he must be amazing.