Le meto pour Mardi said that the one component of sailing we'd not seen much of - namely wind, was due to make a guest appearance! :-) The raft break-up and start were much more British... The course took us to the NE corner of Jersey then over the top of Sark and into Guernsey. With good wind the first part went ok - unfortunately, as the tide built against us so the wind also dropped and it all slowed down. Some elementary maths concluded that we were not going to make the finish - again. We plugged on in the hope that the race might be shortened but nope so half way round Sark we binned it and took the short route to Guernsey. The reception there was overwhelming - 1 water taxi (the other one was broke) to ferry 800+ thirsty sailors ashore to the reception tent that was Punch & Judy sized & empty - the Reception had wrapped 2 hrs before we (& prob 70% of the Fleet) had got in - ce la vie or whatever the equiv Channel Islands expression might be!
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