To Marvig

Journey's end - well, until we can get Jane home again. We're ashore for tonight - the skipper's missus's family is from here y'see and so is his. And they're both gaelic speakers. That's impressive, eh? Cos it's totally a fekking odd language, with like, only words for drab colours and big and small, and different seabirds.
Actually, now I think about that, maybe it's not so difficult at all.
Anyway, what a wonderful place and today for a few hours we got a cracking sail in. Close to the wind, and close to the cliffs, just wonderful. So tonight, a proper bed and no moving floor. Goodnight, all.