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It’s all about preparation.

Scooting along.

We find new friends at sea.

Another day, another sail.

The anchor disappears into the deep blue.

We are dwarfed by the cliffs.

The scale is just off the scale.

Wall to wall rock.

Ruffian’s mast is not the only thing that is vertical.

Fiona gets the primo seat.

Ceruleans amazing cake gets started. How long will it last?

Another day, another island.

Happy bow times.

Sailing towards the bowels of hell.

We wonder why no one is here.