"Today was a much nicer day: the weather was beautiful and we’d been progressing just as a racing boat is supposed to, with the speed between 14-19 knots until dawn, when we found ourselves in front of another front. We were progressing really well but in the end it was too much for the boat and also for Conrad inside. He stuck his sleepy head out: “Are we reefing?”
We took advantage of the lack of wind to make a thorough mast check. Today we progressed very few miles again, the high pressure area that we tried to round has caught us. In a way we knew this would end up happening, but when you find yourself fighting to make the boat go forward with two knots of wind speed, the question you can't avoid is: was there any alternative?