Day 7


N.49º48’59” W.5º14’13”

Passing Land’s End there is a faint grey line on the horizon and for a moment my mobile phone finds a network – 2 flickering bars of connection blowing in the wind. The last contact or news from dry land for 9 days to come. I send a text before the bars flicker away.

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