We left Brist for La Coruna and straight over the dreaded Bay of Biscay… Which lived up to it’s name. The last leg of the journey was particularly exciting. We got caught in a 30 knt blast of stormy stuff. That’s what we get for not reefing early. After the excitement we moored safely in La Caruna at around 11pm and headed for the nearest pub to celebrate our continued existance, where Barry interviewed prospective crew members as only he can. We would have loved to have stayed as we were struck with the beauty of the city, but alas one night only was the theme as we had places to be. Onward!
