Salamander Tails, day four... I think. After several days of friendly toy-boat icons, now it is just us on the AIS screen and I am guessing some boats are already in port. I bet they are supping sundowners at sundown and daiquiris at daybreak, spinnakers rinsed and repacked.
Meanwhile our onboard party consists of teenage flying fish crash landing in the dark and an autopilot that, unlike others I've known, hums rather than grunts, albeit more Florence Foster Jenkins than Kiri Te Kanawa.
I'm also missing birds - where are they? Have seen a few small, dark grey ones and one large black and white; that's it. Apologies for my lack of avian smarts but not used to northern hemisphere birds. On the plus side, hardly any litter in the ocean.
Apart from a 33-knot squall with heavy rain this morning, it's been mostly light winds so throttle down for Bermuda and a daiquiri to call my own.
Cheers from Rebecca Hayter, SV Salamander