Another day, another stage. After a lovely holiday in Spain, we found ourselves back in France. We were lucky enough to be one of the first teams to leave Roses, meaning we were one of the first to have our boat rigged late in the night at Le Grau du Rio and so we observed teams arriving with their trailer as we left for bed which left us feeling smug, as we were usually the last ones to arrive. This meant that we got a good nights rest in the car park.
Morning came around presenting a calm and sunny day. We launched in no wind and drifted around for a while, waiting for the breeze to fill in for the coastal raid to begin. The breeze did indeed fill in. Indeed the breeze did fill in a lot. Very much so. And so the coastal raid began. We had an awesome start firing away from the port end of the line at great speed, with our bow ahead of most of the fleet. Unfortunately, a mistranslation of the recently change course resulted us losing out against the majority of the fleet at the first mark, as we had set up to sail to a second mark which no longer existed.
Despite this, it was a fantastic race reaching around and mixing with the boats at the back of the fleet. However, we struggled with speed at times and our bow seemed overly eager to bury itself in the waves ahead, hmmm??
Upon coming ashore, we found that the repair done on the crack in the main hull had undone itself and was now posing thicker and more devilish than ever. The resulting masses of water in the main hull seemed to answer why we struggled with the waves more than the boats around us.
So we left the boat with the boat fairies overnight and enjoyed a relaxing evening back at our portable home from home.