The lot of the sailor - its either no wind, or too much. We had no-wind earlier and were motoring along on glassy flat seas with a slight swell from the south west. Now we’re in the Bass Strait with up to 30knots of wind on the beam and its quite lively, to say the least! Quite the contrast to our sail across the Bass Strait on our way to Tasmania - under spinnaker on my birthday.

All good onboard, making reasonable progress but the gourmet cooking is on hold for a night.

Hoe about a joke. Mother and Son, and the son says “When I grow up, I want to be a sailor” and the mother says “Well dear, you have to chose one.”