Two reefs in the main and foresail 50% furled most of the time on that last week.
Baked muffins in +25 knots of wind. And it worked well!
Rice and ratatouille.
It is totally impossible to capture the size of waves in photo, so sad we didn't have the chance to get that waterproof video-camera before we left.
My silver spaghetti - containing pasta, white truffle oil, eggs, cream, salt and white pepper.
46,6 knots. And mind you, this is only apparent wind. Add to this a great part of our speed which was around 9 knots in this very moment. So let's count it as 53 or so knots. Stormy weather!
Worlds simplest dessert. Pineapple from a can with caramelized hazelnuts.
Pulpo en su tinta (calamar in its ink) with couscous made with vegetal stock, yellow pepper and onion.
After rain comes sunshine.
One sunny day
Focused... Some manual steering was obviously necessary when reefing the main.
Unfortunately we were not in the mood of either photographing or shooting videos in the stormiest part of the crossing as we had hard to eat, sleep or anything else for that matter, plus the cameras we got are non waterproof and as both the deck and the cockpit constantly got washed over with waves that made it hard too. Poor Alex could barely sleep for the whole last seven days, he was constantly worried for me. During my watches he woke up every 15 minutes checking: "do you have your lifejacket on?" "are you sure you're fasten in the clip?" "don't you go out of the cockpit whatever you do!!" I think that he might have been the slightly happier one of us two when we finally could see land on the morning of the 25th day. Finally proper sleep in sight.