Jojac is now in Falmouth, after a pretty windless and flat-sea passage this morning. Last night was rather hectic in Newlyn, which remains one of the busiest fishing ports in the UK. It was very quiet on Saturday night but as it started to get dark yesterday all the boats and ships came to life, tankers came down the jetties with fuel, and - whoosh - they were off for another week's fishing. Here's a photo of a couple of the larger trawlers getting ready for the off:

And here's one taken as the sun rose as Jojac crossed Mount's Bay this morning, with a couple of fishing vessels underneath the sun:

As you can see, the sea was benign. Here in Falmouth it is not only calm but hot beyond expectations: 27 degrees. I apologise for the selfie below but could think of no other way to make you believe it really is as hot as I say. I was forced by the heat to change into shorts and tee-shirt.

Mind you, the clouds built up and looked a bit menacing, but have since dispersed.

Finally, my neighbour here is German and the boat really has come from Berlin, but has taken two years to get here via the Gambia, Capr Verde Islands and most recently the Azores. It puts my paltry little 2,300 miles into perspective, particularly when you learn that he and his Scottish wife are educating their 7 and 10 year olds along the way!

Off to Fowey tomorrow - a mere 20-something miles. A nice day trip, and an impromptu Fisher rally.