Our last full day at Sea

The short, light nights of the North, what an improvement on the twelve hours of pitch black night in the Caribbean. And there is the yellow-orange glow of oil platforms, like a lit path across the North Sea. "The 40's", with the Buchan oilfield first. The "Armada" is the last rigg on the British side, just down the road from the Norwegian platform, "Varg". Now we're in Norway!

The winds lighten up a bit. Force five and six, the same sailor's gale we have every afternoon on the South coast of Norway. I make our very last sea-dinner of the trip. Lamb chops, with onions, mushrooms and potato-boats. All wok'ed together in the big skillet. Rosemary and mint jelly, of course.

Tomorrow, Flekkefjord.