We had to return to the rigging yard for an adjustment to the forestay.
The rigger had recently broken his leg, so supervision was appropriate.
Back to our berth with our new oyster coloured bimini. The old one finally died.
And away to sea bound for Gibraltar, with no wind so we anchored overnight.
A stitch in time etc - a new cover for the cockpit display as we don`t trust the one supplied.
The display can be swivelled around for ease of use whilst in the cockpit.
Supervising the watch.
As the fog closed in - eventually down to about 30m vis.
The Rock finally hove into view.
With the wind on the nose.
We anchored across the border at La Linea in Spanish territory while we waited for the arrival of some of our equipment which the makers "forgot" to despatch.
Walked across the border to find Gib living up to its reputation of being more British than the British.
To the top of the rock looking north to Spain,
and south across the Strait to Africa.
View from the top with JT at anchor behind the breakwater in the distance in Spain.
