The contrary southerlies have died down and tomorrow we should be able to press ahead with our journey towards more temperate waters. Today though we drink tea in ‘The Rooms’. Perched high on the hill above the town we gaze down at the harbour Heads and a solitary iceberg drifts just above Sally’s teacup.
We sail south at 0600 and hope that, soon, the sea temperature will rise above 3 deg C!
