21_02_25

There is nothing left in the supermarket.

Iain gets to drive the ‘Noddy’ car.

The Algarve is in bloom.

The joy of plumbing.

Neat and more importantly, watertight, plumbing.

Every job requires the destruction of Ruffian.

We try to make the world a slightly better place.

Detritus from the storm.

We have the familiar whir of the sewing machine.

Hammering eyelets is a great way to wake up the marina.

All sewn. All neat. All tidy.

The skies are moody (and wet).

The water didn’t start that colour.

Nothing warms the soul like bimbling in the sunshine.

Can we guess where Iain was.

Leave only footprints. Take only photographs.

Larry tries rock climbing (before his base jumping).

The sun shines over the shafts.

Slow sunsets make for long shadows.

Goodbye for another day.

The intrepid trio. Only another 7k miles until they hit land.

The final wave goodbye.

The open ocean beckons.

Cauliflower, Portuguese style.