The end of week 5 and what should have been the ½ way mark in this campaign but, 35 days in and thanks to some less than hospitable weather we’ve still got some way to go. That said a bit of luck and some good ol fashioned team grit we’ll make up on any of this lost time...so strap yourselves in and enjoy the ride because something tells me the next half will be just as full of drama as the first, only this time we’re ready and waiting...latex and all.
Not sure if the weather gods heard our plea but we were greeted by favourable winds and currents today which helped us merrily bound across the Indian full of hope and a desperate desire to get past this half way mark. It was fast becoming apparent that Rob Hamill’s pre race comments to us about this being a huge psychological milestone was fast turning out to be true...with every stroke nearer to halfway it was actually becoming mentally harder and harder – i guess that’s just the realisation that we would then have to do it all over again, not something the body and mind quite know how to deal with right now.
While on this subject I just want to say a very quick thankyou to both Rob and Kevin Biggar for all the support they have shown the team over the past year. As many of you may know Rob is one of NZ’s greatest ever rowers and having won the inaugural Atlantic race in 1997with Phil Stubbs he will forever go down as an ocean rowing legend. Kevin has a very different but just as remarkable history going through the transformation from ‘fat boy’ non rower & couch potato in to the ocean machine that saw him and Jamie Fitzgerald win the Atlantic race in 2003 – having teamed up with Rob as his mentor. It would have been very easy, and totally understandable given their reputations and achievements in rowing/ocean rowing for them to have snubbed us as the amateur outfit we were but in both cases they not only embraced what we were trying to achieve but took time out of their busy lives to offer invaluable support, advice and encouragement throughout our journey. The weekend at the Hamills was certainly a memorable part of our journey to date including an eventful mountain bike ride up and around Raglan...a long and embarrassing journey over some 50km which brought to life the never ending problem i have with turning left! Most of the ride was thankfully a traverse from left to right but there was the occasional hair pin left which proved all too much for poor old Billy boy resulting in a less than graceful exit off the track in to a couple of ditches...to be honest it’s a wonder how and why Rob didn’t sever his ties with us right there and then! Anyway i digress but just wanted to mention those two as like so many inspirational Kiwis they have backed us all the way even though there was little to suggest we would and could succeed.
Back to the rowing...
As has happened so often over the past few weeks the favourable conditions started to deteriorate the later it got and by nightfall the seas were back to their sluggish state making progress hard going again – the words ‘dig and deep’ once again being our guiding mantra! With the winds shifting around to a Southerly direction our speed went from a brisk(ish) 2.5 – 3 knots to a very pedestrian 1 knot – still 1 knot in the right direction was better than nothing...and with every mile covered that was one mile closer to chocolate and our family and friends.
Very little else to report on today other than it was kind of one of those slightly forgettable days. Nothing remarkable happened and as the days start rolling in to one this will fast be lost amongst all the others where we just rowed, ate, slept and talked a whole load of jibberish. Onwards and upwards to tomorrow...and the highly anticipated beard judgement day.

Before i crack on with the daily update on life out here i thought i would just try and answer some of the many q’s which have been fired in. Please keep them coming because it’ll help keep me from straying off the path in to the weird world of Billy ramblings!
Starters for ten include:
Do you still get sea sick and how do you deal with it?
Samuel
- Thankfully this passed after about day 3 but during those initial 3 days it was both violent and pretty unpleasant but there’s very little you can do about it. That said no sooner had it arrived than it was gone and none of us have suffered since. There’s no guarantee we won’t get it again but given we have been through some truly horrendous weather i’m pretty confident we will all be ok for the rest of the trip – personally i am more likely to get sick from my cooking than anything else...and that’s saying something as all you need to do is add water but somehow i manage to mess this up on a daily basis!
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How many sharks have you seen
- Just the one to date but eagerly anticipating our next visit...as long as it’s in a friendly capacity not one born out of desperate hunger for human flesh! Don’t know much about the one we saw, suffice to say it was grey and almost certainly wasn’t on a social call!

What is your food supply right now?
Kapil
- Daily intake consists of the following:
1 X bowl of porridge for breakfast, pot noodle, tuna and mash, soup, x2 cups of milo, 1 or 2 Back Country meals (freeze dried), 1 x snack pack (includes 1 packet of biscuits, 2 x bags of crisps, 2 x muesli bars, 1 x salami stick, 1 x fruit burst thing and 1 x bag of nuts and raisins). In addition we also have 1 x water bottle full of a (Accelerade)hydration mix during each rowing shift (x 6 per day per person) and x1 bottle of (Endurox) recovery mix post each shift (x6 per day).

Have you been travelling safely?
Akeem
- Yes and no, in other words there have been some horrendous moments in some quite horrific weather but we ensure we take every safety precaution possible to ensure that if we do get in trouble we know how to deal with it. Some other crews have capsized and some have had to pull out but thankfully we are all still in good health and despite a few niggles and aches and pains we are all still fit...ish!
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What shark have you seen?
- Not sure but it was big and grey! If i had to guess then i would say it was the Oceanic White Tip...
Jack

Have you ever worried about sinking?
Umm yes, every time a massive wave hits us! That said these boats are very resilient and are purpose built to be able to deal with the worst of the worst. We also have to carry 200 litres of water ballast on board to help ensure the baot always self rights in the case of a capsize so with any luck sinking will not be on the cards...much to the disappointment of all the local sharks!
Alicia

Do you like being on the boat rowing for 2 hours?
- In short not really because i don’t really like rowing, which would make my decision to do this challenge all the more strange! That said when the weather is good and the seas are calm there is a certain beauty about rowing – it is the only sport i can think of where you can truly lose yourself in thought whilst also getting a serious work out. Also there’s nothing that can compare to the exhilaration of riding a 6m wave!
- As far as the 2 hour shifts are concerned they seem to fly by and before you know it another day has passed and you start the same routine all over again. The row can be exhausting so it’s crucial to try and get as much rest in between as possible, as well as keeping the body hydrated and the mind fresh.
Zainab

Is there any signs of cracks in the boat?
- No thank goodness although before we left Australia we found a number of hair line fractures to the hull. It is thought these happened during the boat’s transit from the UK to NZ but thankfully Woodvale were able to fix these before raceday.
Venet

Do you ever stand up and walk?
- No but i so so wish i could. This is one of the things we all miss the most and it will be very strange to get on to dry land and actually take the first steps upright! All movement on deck is restricted to either crawling of hunching down so as not to fall over board and you can only crawl in the cabins – even me, and i’m only medium size!
Taufee

Have you ever got drenched by a wave?
- Many many times and we have been knocked off our seats by a number of waves as well. Getting drenched is part and parcel of this and is the number one annoying factor because it’s very difficult to dry anything, and if you don’t dry your kit then you can encourage sores, nappy rash and other very painful ailments which make day to day rowing and living very uncomfortable.
Sophie

Is the boat in good shape?
- Yes it’s in pretty good shape, although we have had some real problems with the rails for the seats and power. Structurally she is sound though and feels very secure and hopefully we will find a solution for the rails. As far as the power is concerned we just have to be more careful in how much we use and try and conserve as much as possible so we can use the water maker etc when we need to.
Kiran

How does it feel being away from your families?
- This is one of the things that hurts the most but you only really realise this when you’re out here and miles away from all family and friends. It is a very lonely place but there are 4 of us here to help keep each other going. Maintaining eam morale is absolutely crucial and so far despite all the problems we have faced we are still in very high spirits.
Shanneisha

Do you ever think of giving up?
- Yes but we never will. There are times when it gets so bad that you just want to chuck it all in and go back to the normal life where everything wa so much easier! That said we have spent 18 months planning this and we will NEVER give in...NEVER. you will be amazed how resilient your body is and so long as you can keep mentally strong then you should be able to get through anything. For me it is all about belief and passion to succeed, where failure is not something i ever entertain.
Fatima

Have you got a fishing rod to catch fish?
- We haven’t got a rod but we have got a line and a number of lures – but to date we haven’t caught anything.
Jausshan

What other animals have you seen?
- Whales, shark, dolphins, yellow fin tuna, jelly fish and a whole heap of different birds. That said there has been very little sea life so we are hoping this will pick up over the next few weeks because life is very very boring with absolutely no company whatsoever!
Rajan

What's been the most unusual thing you've seen?
- When Pete fell asleep in the poo bucket whilst on shift – very odd place to choose to go to sleep!
Amal

How many blisters do you have?
- About 30 in total, mostly on the hands and feet.
Shanae

Have you ever got lost?
- I wouldn’t say we have got lost but we did end up going the wrong way when the currents and winds took us in a direction we didn’t want to go in. We have got some very advanced technology on board to ensure we always know where we are going and this helps us plot our way across the Ocean.
Giorgia

Have you had any rows with each other yet?
- Not as yet, but watch this space as tiredness is beginning to kick in and no doubt tempers and patience will start to run out!
Jessie

Have you had any hallucinations?
- Yes, about chocolate muffins and roast chicken dinners
Louie

What's the best thing about being on the boat?
- The absolute freedom of the challenge. Also everything is so uncomplicated and life just so simple which is such a huge contrast to our normal daily lives.
Daniel

How much litter is there in the water?
- Absolutely none, infact the waters are crystal clear – another real joy about being on the ocean.
Khatra

What food do you eat?
- See above for this answer.
Maryam

How much electricity do you use?
Well quite alot because we have VHF radio, GPS and AIS systems, water maker, telephone charger, lap top charger and a tracking device. All power is generated through our solar panels which are on top of the cabins – there are 5 in total. We also have a portable power monkey which is a very small solar panel to charge things like ipods and cam corders.

Samatar

Have any of you fainted from rowing too much?
- No but there are times when i literally cannot pull another stroke due to utter exhaustion. Whilst we have had a few very cold days the temperatures do reach mid 30 degrees so you end up losing a lot of liquid – hence it is so important to keep hydrated. I’m a great believer that every stroke must count so i will do everything i can to put everything i have in to every stroke but sometimes the body just can’t give any more and that’s when you have to rehydrate and rest!
Sheroz

Have you ever worried about running out of food?
- Yes this is a constant concern because whilst we have taken enough food for what we think will be our crossing time there are no guarantees that we won’t be out here longer, especially if the weather turns nasty for a prolonged period of time. we are not allowed any assistance from the outside world so we have to be very vigilant on our food in take and if needs be we will start rationing our supplies to make sure we have enough to get us to Mauritius – although fortunately Matt was in charge of food and he is the consummate food lover so we should be ok!
Dan
Is anyone getting sick?
- Not yet but again there is a long way to go and as your bodies start to tire our immune systems will come under increasing stress so we have to make sure we keep taking the vitamins and try and stay as healthy as possible.

Today’s news...
Not much to report really other than today was a drama free day...yes you heard that right, it was drama free. Weather was fine allowing us to dry some of the carnage from the previous 48 hours and it gave us a chance to regroup and re charge the battered batteries.
Winds were favourable if light so we made steady but not spectacular progress – especially during the night shift where everything just seemed to die. We heard from Woodvale that we were now in second place having over taken the girls but knowing them they will be back with a vengeance once they get out of that nasty weather system they have been stuck in. The Bexhill boys seem to racing along although rumour has it they have stopped off in Java to get some new clothes having lost all their others over board...that would explain their decision to go so far north – may be they are just not comfortable in each others company to do the naked thing...
Other news we heard is that J & J, another one of the Pairs boats capsized yesterday in the foul weather. That in itself would be bad enough but we’re told one of them was actually doing his ‘bucket business’ at the time in the cabin, so when the capsize occurred the produce ended up all over the cabin...ouch nasty stuff, and i for one will be steering clear of them if they turn up in Mauritius looking suspiciously brown...especially as they are both ginga! Anyway hats off to these two because they were submerged for a whopping 7 minutes but managed to right the boat and have since carried on – now that takes b*lls in my books and i wish them all the best for the rest of the race.
Over and out for today, here’s wishing you a very happy Thursday.

Given some of the surprises that have been thrust our way in recent weeks we’ve learned not to take anything for granted but i was pretty sure today couldn’t be any worse than yesterday and thankfully i was right...although only just. On a scale of rough days, if yesterday was the worst then today was a close second since our trek across the Indian began. The weird thing is that when you encounter what you think is ‘the worst’ the chances are mother nature has a whole bag of other tricks up her sleeve to usurp that worst for something even worse...if that makes any sense whatsoever.
The day started much like last night/yesterday ended, with Pete & I dressed head to toe in rubber (Oooh err mrs) as the wind, waves and rain continued to hammer down on us. Oh how we yearned for just a little bit of sunshine to try and dry our bodies, clothes and cabins, but sadly there was nothing but anger in the skies and it didn’t look like shifting any time soon. Winds were still blowing the wrong way and the swell was still in the 3-4 metre range, although once again it was the sporadic nature of the rogue little buggers that consistently came to haunt us...and once again had us sprawled on the deck on a number of occasions. It was bitterly cold during the day with the southerlies sweeping up the winds from the polar caps, making an already uncomfortable experience even more so (special thanks at this stage go to Fred who took great pleasure in phoning to tell us he was relaxing in a nice hot bath back in the UK...b’stard – and i suppose you were eating a chocolate muffin as well were you?). 
The night shift was once again a serious test of our nerve, patience and resolve. Time after time we got hammered by the waves and with the bitterly cold southerlies it made for a particularly unpleasant and cold night on the oars. Once again it was head down and try and focus on the golden sands and tropical temperatures that would be awaiting us in about a month’s time...and the chocolate, warm bed...and all those other simple pleasures in life we were really starting to miss.
Tom and Matt had an interview at 1.40m with D’arcy Waldegrave from Radio Sport back in NZ and i had a chat with Nick from Radio Hauraki (home of the infamous Pirates). Once again this did the trick of lifting team spirits as we heard just how many people were rooting for us back home and  that ‘dot watch’ was taking over so many peoples lives...although we are a little confused as to whether our dot is brown, maroon or red because different people seem to be watching a different colour!
Aside from that there’s really not much to report on yesterday from on board Glenda. We had heard from Al (in case you hadn’t worked it out he is our resident weatherman back in NZ – weather man in as much as he tells us just how much poo we are in and that because we’re in a row boat we can’t do anything to avoid it...oh joy!) that the winds would be swinging around at some stage later on so until then we just soldiered on as best we could and tried to keep each other’s morale as high as poss – news that some teams had been on para anchor for a few days certainly made us feel less the victim of this inclement patch of weather. How long it would last remained uncertain because the forecasts seem to change with such frequency that seeing past the next 12 hours seems a major task in itself. Regardless we would battle on until we could battle no more...and it appeared nothing would stop Tom howling away to Cold Play and Matt from going through his Jacko repertoire...
Spoke to Guy and Andy, one of the Pairs teams and they had been locked in their cabin for about 2 days, apparently naked – although how and why Tom and Matt got this kind of info out them is uncertain but maybe it’s all an attempt to condone a change in their sleeping habits...mmm will keep you posted on that one because there has been the odd bit of flirting between these two of late including some serenading on the oars AND Tom is now wearing a necklace...and it’s not a St.Christopher’s or any kind of meaningful/religious accessory but just a plain old fashioned woman’s purple necklace. Matthew on the other hand keeps whinging about his beard and how it will cause kissing rash – who i ask you is there to kiss right now...apart from Tom??? Surely not...well stay tuned and i will keep you updated on this potentially scandalous chapter in our journey! Bex, no need to worry just yet and rest assured i am in the front seat so have a birds eye view of the main sleeping quarters...
(Wave) breaking news:
- Hamish is apparently approaching the $5k mark with his on street rowing marathon down in Wanaka. In close to sub zero temperatures this is a phenomenal effort and we cannot thank you enough for all your efforts. If you fancy having a crack at an ocean then i know someone who’s got a boat for sale...or will have in approx 30 days time! that aside i can recommend Assos for the chafe and Sudocrem for the nappy rash – not sure what to suggest for frost bite on the buttocks though.
- The super Sues, aka Sue Wigram and Sue Heron held 2 fundraiser lunches down in Devon this week and had approx 70 people attend. In total they managed to raise approx £2,000 (NZD $5k) and a massive thank you to them once again for going to such enormous lengths to put these feasts together, and a big thankyou to all those who attended and supported. I think i’m right in saying it was a ladies affair but given Peter Heron has a penchant for ladies accessories (i’ve seen your man bag) i wouldn’t be surprised if he snuck in the door as well.
- We are still awaiting final figs from the Boat Show but it looks like Stuart Dwight and his team at Radio Sport raised in excess of $4k with the final tally up still to be completed. Legends...although still can’t stop thinking about that lycra...which is a healthy sign right?!
I want to take this opportunity to thank all those teachers and offices out there in both the UK and NZ who are following our progress by plotting our course. We love hearing about it and hope the you are all enjoying the dot. Surely Mauritius would be the ideal place for a wee field trip...
Big thankyou to Kate Partridge and Julee from Peter Heron’s office who have started what sounds like a gluttonous bake off in their offices to try and raise some cash for the cause. Whilst it does nothing to appease the hunger pains i’m currently suffering it is so amazing to hear people like you going out of your way to help make a difference in supporting this challenge. Please mark me down for anything chocolate and i’ll pay you when i get back...name your price, and if it’s chocolate then i would suggest marking that price up because i lose all sense of reason when in this kind of state and choice is in the offing!

Today started off bright and early with a call from Danny Watson on
Newstalk ZB in Auckland - and many congrats to Danny who recently
shaved off 13 years of hair growth to raise over $22k for
charity...but then he did have some very special hair if i might say
so myself.
As far as the rowing was concerned all the signs were there from the
night before that today was not going to be pretty. Unfortunately the
winds had stiffened considerably and were coming at us from a SW
direction with a real tilt on the W - in other words trying to push us
back towards Oz. A phone call to Al suggested all was not well on the
weather front, infact complete the opposite as this was only going to
get stronger, the seas rougher and all in all we were in the poo poo,
or do i mean fous fous?!  Please not another para anchor day, it was
simply too depressing, not to mention unbearably uncomfortable to
bunker down for any more time.
It soon became apparent that we had two pretty simple choices  -
either succumb to the conditions (again) or get the heads down, grit
our teeth and hope this system moved on quicker than we were being
told. To be honest none of us wanted to do the para anchor thing
again, much as we are very close to each other the idea of spooning
again was really not on the agenda - and on a personal level i was
always the one in the sandwich so i was doubly keen not to have to go
down this route, especially having woken up with a rogue custard cream
stuck to my face last time around.
So it was we ploughed on, heads down decked out head to toe in wet
weather gear ready for all the sea’s fury once more. I suspect that if
you had conducted a poll of experienced ocean rowers they would have
decided unanimously to put the para anchor out, sit it out and get
some rest. Ahh well that’s where we differ because we’re not
experienced and so it was the mix of blatant stubbornness and complete
disregard for what was probably sensible that ruled our minds - and
that nagging feeling that even if we could make 1 metre an hour then
surely that was progress.
Heads by this stage had started to drop because this was just plain
brutal. The sea was at it’s most boisterous, i mean unruly self coming
at us from all angles with a ferocity we hadn’t encountered to date.
As far as the swell is concerned it was probably around the 5m mark so
we had seen bigger but this was both more intense and far more
dangerous because of the consistent battering beam on - again probably
good reason to put the anchor out and hide...not us though. It was
just relentless and time after time, wave after after wave would come
crashing down on our heads drenching both us and poor Glenda. This my
friends was ugly and i for one was not looking forward to a night of
this carnage - and nor were our bottoms which had all started to heal
but were now in for an absolute kicking once again.
To make matters worse the power was down so we had to continue with
the hand pumping, just what you want to do when you’re tired, soaked
to the skin and with humour/patience running dangerously low. On that
note whilst we were still very much intact as a team this latest
onslaught was definitely taking its toll on us - after doing so well
and making so much good ground this past week had been nothing short
of a nightmare and it was starting to gnaw away at all of us. You know
when the smallest things seem to get on your nerves, well that was
where our mental states were right now and i feared it wouldn’t be
long before someone or something snapped.
Over the first 12 hours we made a whopping 5 miles which would make
the infamous Eric The Eel look like a power house in the water. Anyway
this was all very depressing, made better however by news that all
other crews were suffering similar dramas...although we were later to
hear via Woodvale that everyone else had put out the para anchor - and
just for the record they also thought we had so clearly our progress
was such that we must have looked as though we had stopped - either
that or reading been the lines may be they just assumed any crew in
their right mind would be on anchor!
To try and lift our spirits we decided to treat ourselves to an extra
Back Country meal per pair...my oh my such extravagance, and what a
treat to have another dose of the freeze dried stuff! Naturally i went
for the food that time after time lifts me out of the gutter, roast
chicken. Whilst it did the trick for a while it only made me think of
home and all that home cooking i was soooooooo missing - ugh and the
obligatory chocolate which is a craving i am clearly not going to
shake off. Anyway one roast chicken down and i was ready for all that
King Neptune could throw at me.
The night shift was nothing short of torturous and yet again proved to
be another serious test of our resolve, or at least mine. I know i
have mentioned a few low moments but this was by far and away the
worst to date. The shear ferocity of the night was both frightening
but also exhausting, in equal measures - the constant pounding of the
bodies coupled with the never ending wet, cold and thoroughly
miserable feeling was right up there with my worst moments ever!
Nights are always tough, especially when you love your sleep like i
do, but when you’re in the midst of a storm it’s just horrendous. Pete
and I were knocked clean off our perches countless numbers of times
but somehow somewhere we just had to dig deep, pick ourselves up and
get back to it - and let’s face it with a prize like we have waiting
for us it’s not that difficult!
Over the years i have been constantly reminded that i am just a soft
southerner so to be honest i wasn’t sure whether the others would all
be feeling the same but when tough man ‘Splasher’ Staples (the man has
the ability to get everything and everyone wet on the boat with a
single stroke...no matter how placid the conditions - and as i sit in
front of him i spend most hours of most days literally ‘wearing’ the
water from his every stroke) said to me that this was right up there
with his worst ever then that was in many ways reassuring that things
actually were pretty bad - he compared it to the time he was in the
Black Mountains on officer cadet training to fill in the numbers as
the officer cadets needed people to lead and 7 out of 12 went down
with hypothermia...a signal for me to stop the shivering, stop the
whinging and toughen up!
So desperate times require desperate measures and there was really
only one thing to do...where the girls had supposedly poured morphine
in to the sea to try and calm it down we decided to meet it head
on...enter the immersion suit. There was no way we were going to give
in so figured the only way was to meat fire with fire! So it was Pete
and I hit the night shifts head to toe in latex once again (thanks to
my sis-in-law who pointed out this would be the nearest we would come
to using a condom for some time), only this time i even did my hair on
the basis that if you look smart you’ll act smart and we needed all
the smarts we could muster to conquer these seas (Pete never
commented...most hurtful). 12 hours later and we had got through
arguably the worst night of our lives having heaved, spluttered and
crawled our way forward, all for a few priceless metres.
With every cloud comes a silver lining and for me it was the return of
the fous fous time. i mean it had been a while since i had the
pleasure of witnessing this performance but now i once again had front
row seat to watch and admire as grown men tried to adopt the birthing
position to attend to their sores...i jest my friends, this truly is
one of the most unpleasant sights you could ever be subjected to but
when you’re being put through it on the oars it gives you a little
comfort to know there’s also a good deal of suffering going on in the
fous fous surgey! So with fous fousing back it was like old times
again and just another aggravation to add to an already desperate
situation.
Amongst all this carnage and general doom and gloom there were a
couple of happy, or rather lighter moments. The first came with a call
from my cousin Johnny at BBC Radio Cornwall for an interview. It was
so good to hear from him and so good to get yet more messages of
support and encouragement - it’s amazing how much the word ‘proud’ can
do for your morale when you’re at arguably your lowest ebb, so thank
you Johnny for bringing a much needed lift to the boys (and well done
on your 4 ½ hour marathon...top drawer effort).
The other moment that brought a wry smile to my face happened mid way
through arguably the hardest session of the night, the graveyard 2-4am
shift. There i was rowing with my left eye open, right fully closed to
evade the constant pounding from the sea, shivering uncontrollably
with head down deep in thought about the soft sands of Mauritius and i
heard what sounded like a bear, was awakening behind me. I assumed
Pete, like me was fighting the elements with every ounce of resolve
left in his body but when l turned around my one functioning eye saw
Pete had once again turned in to the ‘nodding dog’ and was literally
mid sleep, or at least i think he had been and was just awakening with
a big yawn - how the heck could a man be yawning in these kind of
conditions? Don’t know why but it amused me, the man clearly has a
unique ability to sleep wherever and whenever he likes, only this time
he didn’t end up in the poo bucket.
So there we have it, a rubbish day in the life of our Indian crossing
but one we will never forget. Needless to say i was delighted to get
through it and just hoped and prayed we wouldn’t have another one like
it. All that said these are once again memories and experiences which
all add to make this such an incredible journey for us all.
Tomorrow’s blog to include a beard update (lookie likie) and the first
look at which of the crew are starting to lose the plot, update from
Hame and his Wanaka challenge and final figs from the Boat Show...oh
and the much anticipated update in to Gary’s whereabouts (yes i know
this is well over due but i wanted to be sure of all the facts and now
i think i am). Tally ho for now...