We all sat around the table enjoying our beers, while Skipper Jemma advised we would be leaving now and getting to our next sheltered anchorage as soon as possible, as Storm Nigel was indeed on the way, and we hoped to beat it into port. She advised us that the next hour or so was…
This morning the rumbling of the Glen Rosa’s generator didn’t wake us until 7.45am. The first thing we did was look out of the porthole where we could actually see patches of blue in the sky! Was the weather going to turn in our favour at last? 🙂 After Trevor and I danced our usual…
We got up this morning about 8.00am, after being woken several times in the night by the motion of the Braemar on the Atlantic waves. When we looked out of our portholes, we noticed quite a large ocean swell, and there were plenty of white horses dancing on the waves. Every now and again we…
