Our view of the south pier and the village itself.

There was still quite a sea running when the winds were down to 20/25 knots. We couldn't get off the boat on Sunday as the Patrol vessel was pushed too far away from the harbour wall.

Andrez and Den (our neighbour) put lines out from our sterns to the fishing boats behind in preparation for the gale.

A view of ourselves and our neighbours from the deck of the passenger ferry. Getting ashore involved climbing onto this one then across and up onto the Fishery Patrol and finally negotiating the harbo ...

A picture of our chart plotter screen between the Scillies and Cornwall showing the AIS signals from the fishing boats and cargo vessels. It was a tad crowded.

This could be the name of a horror movie! We have never motored do much on a passage ever. The wind systems in the north Atlantic are completely messed up and there is no high pressure over the Azores ...

Our Code zero ready to launch. When it was new, the sail material was so stiff it was a devil's game getting it over the pulpit and layered across the deck. Now it has had some use, it does not behave ...

An advantage of calm weather is we can move fuel from the spare cans on the deck into the inboard tanks. It has the potential to be very messy but not this time.

This is what no wind looks like. It means sit and drift or engine on. It never ceases to amaze us how such a huge body of water can be so still.

This little chap joined us way offshore. He stayed for most of the day, then disappeared ...