Tonight’s campsite is one of my all time favourites. We’re on a bouldery beach with our very own shipwreck, with sea lions and squawking birds for company. From our small island, our view is the majestic sky scraper ridge of Castle Cape and neighbouring jagged peaks. A couple of whales cruised by as we ate dinner.

Today’s forecast changed overnight so despite sacrificing some sleep for a reasonably early start, we found ourselves battling an unexpected easterly wind. We resigned ourselves to not getting that far but fortunately after lunch, a southerly picked up. Up with the sails and we flew 12 miles North to our current Island, surfing away happily.

We heard and saw lots of whales exhaling today. And our necks got sore craning up at some of the most dramatic cliffs I’ve ever seen. Sarah’s footplate in her kayak broke today and she’s right now trying to epoxy, tie and cable tie the metal back together, a midnight job by head torch. We don’t seem to be very good at getting early nights as we are trying to paddle hard when the weather is favourable, and then we have various jobs to do. On that note. . Time for bed