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Feeling pretty remote.

Nestling in front of the rocks.

The anchor bolts us to the ground.

What a top day.

Those cliffs should give us some protection.

Yay. New spices.

That should keep the mozzies at bay.

Black sand, blue skies.

The view from above.

Nearly alone.

Underwater, overwater.

The sun sets.

This is getting pretty exciting.

That’s not just a grib. That’s a grib from the SSB

Another day, another island.

Not much sail.

There is quick and then there is that.

Shackle pins are really quite important.

Ruffian and friends.

Here’s looking at you.

Fettling.

Fiona’s got some tricky sewing on her hands.

We leave the darkness and head to the light

The hills are full of opportunities.

The trip line was close to chafing through.

Night night.

We find even more lights.

Ridgewalking.

Larry goes international.

Cerulean get to grips with cairn making.

The hills go on forever.

The errant Thug gets rescued.