The plane deposited us at Gatwick this afternoon and we are now trying to get to grips with not being in a bright and sunny Spain but rather in a near freezing house in gray London.
We have had our last visit to Sarah G for 2012 and it has to go on record as the one with the least sailing in it for a very long time. Basically, we managed a three hour daysail and that was it. This last trip was supposed to include a visit to Ceuta or even Smir in Morocco but the wind had other ideas and a consistent force six or seven put paid to our ideas of trotting across the Straits.
Still, as documented earlier, we had a good time and eventually plumped for a ferry trip to Ceuta.
The windmill continues to whirr round though it is waiting impatiently for new batteries to keep topped up rather than striggle to push a charge into the existing ones. The jib halyard is shackled to the pulput and waits to hoist it's first jib up.
We won't be down there again till the spring now but then it will be for the duration. Plans are still to head out to the Azores (with a generously slow shakedown cruise along the SW of Spain and Algarve. From there back to France and a decision about where to go. Of course, that could all be subject to change of course.
Here are a few pictures, now I have a good fast broadband to upload them with.
First up - the lashing to hold the mounting pole up before I had fixed the permanent struts.
Next up, the aftermath of the celebratory curry we had that evening!
Skip forward to our day trip to Ceuta.
The view of Gibraltar from the south and proof that it really was blowing hard.
The view of Jebel Musa (the other pillar of Hercules for those of you interested in mythology).
And finally, a tantalizing view south to Morocco proper.
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