Pip Hare writes......
It's 4am and I am, sitting staring at my computer screen, trying to make some sense of this Atlantic weather for the umpteenth time today.
Sailing in the Southern Ocean was tough for many reasons, but the navigation was reasonably straight forwards. The ice limit gave us a boundary to the South and we made our way from west to east, weaving our way north or south to keep in a steady flow of 'goldilocks wind' not too much, not too little but just right. The weather in the Atlantic does not seem quite so straight forwards. With the objective now to head north, it means crossing weather systems rather than riding with them and all of a sudden things are looking a lot more complicated.
