Despite fishing line round our propeller and swirling winds, Rob
managed to reverse Tintin into our berth, with brilliant help from the
shorebased ARC team. Fenders, mooring lines - all done: then we stepped
ashore - we had finished. Elation and relief, both in equal measure.
Clapping and cheering from the welcoming party of ARC team,
other sailors, and the marina staff who were there to hand
us all a glass of ice cold rum punch and a basket of fruit. We could
hear snatches of kettledrums carried on the wind. We had arrived.
I had enormous sense of thankfulness that we had managed this trip
safely, and that the crew had worked so well together.
Despite being such a long way from shore I had a sense that we were
never alone. The emails we received from many of you helped with
this so much. Thank you.
