At the time when most people in Europe are having supper, I just wake-up from my latest nap. The wind again chose to go for the “too-little-not-enough- type-coming-directly-from-the-back”, so I went back to fighting with the sails again. I could not catch any understandable word from the short wave radio this morning. And while I sat down listening to the …beep…noise…crackle…, I took off the dressing from my foot because the whole thing was stuck together again, and I thought that fresh air would be good for the wound’s healing. Of course, three minutes later I was taking a few steps and that caused the wound to rip half open again. Well done, Laura.. And so I had to dress it anew because it was bleeding again. And when my breakfast took some flying lessons a short while later, my morning was then done for me. But… that’s the way I keep myself busy here.. I also try to ignore the rolling of the boat and the slow going speed, but for all that, it is really a beautiful morning. Moreover, Guppy increased the distance by 10 nautical miles on the 52-foot catamaran [18,52 kilometres or 11,5 land miles], which is sailing 300 nautical miles behind [555 kilometres or 345 land miles].

Laura