Sunday 9 July
It rained – all day: low cloud or mist came and went, raising hopes as it lifted, only to sink again along with the crew’s spirits. As always, by the time it eventually eased, it was too late to do anything outside or ashore. However, poor weather is simply an opportunity to do something else, so Mate amused herself in the galley and tidying some stowage areas, while Skipper made up some soft shackles.