Great consternation – the cooking gas ran out (second bottle). So decision was made to eat at the restaurant, which was the only place around. Went to speak to the owner, pointing out that I was here about 3 weeks ago. He corrected me – it was four weeks he said, you were a group of seven, they sat at that table and you sat here. I was gobsmacked. So to my ‘boys trip’ sailors – you made an impression!!!!

It was a fun-filled,evening, sitting on the deck overlooking this perfect bay. Much laughter, good food, very noisy we were. Ended with arm wrestling competitions, would you believe. Finally back on board we enjoyed a nightcap or two under a clear sky filled with stars. Perfect. Suffered a bit the next morning because apparently Raki, wine and whisky is not a great combination.

Arm wrestling in action: