Andrew Cape / Team Brunel

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Bouwe, trimming the main, talks about doing well over the night where they were the first to change sails from J1 to MH0, and did a good job, and later when AkzoNobel did their change they did it poorly and lost ground. And then they sailed over the top of MAPFRE. He talks about how Dongfeng went east. They're hoping the wind stays the same so they (Brunel) will need to gybe downwind. "Nothing we can do about that; they chose that route we chose this route." Nina: A bit nervous. No idea what Dongfeng is doing. We're just trying to hold MAPFRE now. Bouwe: Had a bit of a tough start. Kyle, on the helm: Not over till it's over. Bouwe, walking below, shows Sam his fingernails are all intact. Capey, below: Que sera, sera. Sam: What's that mean? Capey: What will be will be.Black and white. Night. Abby works the pit. It's super loud as they surf on starboard; some maneuver is going on. Water cascades into the cockpit. Abby coils. Below, Peter, from his bunk, asks Capey about the sched. Capey: It's half and half; could go either way. Looks like they're going inshore. [Talking about MAPFRE and Dongfeng, I assume.] Peter, in his bunk, explains to Sam: Just peeled to the J0. "So we go the J1 off, which is always nice. AkzoNobel seems to be going pretty quick with the J1, Vestas is down to leeward, a little bit behind. We're not very sure if MAPFRE and Dongfeng are going inside or outside; we're obviously going outside. Hope to find some good speed with the J0 and get to Holland."Capey at the nav station, chin in hand. Peter sitting below, shirtless, eating and scowling. Closeup computer screen showing their positioon and AkzoNobel's AIS symbol just ahead of them. Pans down to show courses diverging around an exclusion zone. Bouwe on deck explains the traffic separation scheme. Breeze shifted so much that they had to sail down to miss the traffic separation zone. And they'll lose Akzo as well, because they tacked well before. Bouwe: "Can't change it."Carlo, below: It's very light. So it's an opportunity to catch up on the two red boats. And on sleep. He gets in his bunk. Peter, on deck: Pretty light. Working our way back up to Norway. Stretching the course, which is good for us... Can see the boats ahead of us, bit of a compression. Kyle, on the helm: Of course the dream is still alive till it's over. Some good gains... Keep plugging away and hopefully catch them in the next 24 hours. AkzoNobel behind them. Dongfeng and MAPFRE heading south. Peter and Capey talk about current and the virtual mark. Peter: Wanna wake everyone up? Two miles? Capey: I think that will do it for me. (Calling layline.) They tack. They come into the virtual mark, with Capey calling the bear away. Abby on the bow talks about them having rounded the mark, and traffic separation scheme coming up. Sam: How is the mood on board right now? Abby: It's good. Still in good spirits. Still a long way to go, gotta keep plugging. As much as we would like to be down there, we just gotta keep trucking. Shot of the two boats ahead of them.Louis grabbing his gear below. Sam: What's going on, buddy? Louis: The boats ahead of us got a header, and they have tacked. So we've gotta tack as well. Stacking on deck. Bouwe: Just got a big windshift; basically a 90-degree windshift. Sunset. Bouwe talks about the tricky conditions, clouds and big shifts. MAPFRE has done the best. Abby below. Peter in a bunk. Peter talks about being hurt by a shift to the left; hoping for a knock back to the right. 'This update brought to you by...' Sam to Capey: You want any coffee? Capey: Oh yes please that would be good. Sam hands the cup to Abby, who fills it, then he gives it back to Capey. Sam: So what's the dinnertime update. Capey, raising his hand to the lens: No camera... [I think this is a running gag based on that Pascal meme.] No; lot of racing to go... Drone shot. Capey: Dongfeng are doing good. Leading right now. AIS screen. Drone shot of Brunel sailing against the sunset. Bouwe on the helm. Drone shot.Prestart with TTToP behind them. Peter on the helm: Tacking here. Other boats: MAPFRE, Vestas, Scallywag, AkzoNobel. Start with Peter asking for traveler up. Mark rounding with MAPFRE a boatlength behind. Other boat: Dongfeng. Abby on the rail: Pressure building now. Peter and Bouwe on the stern. Passing a lighthouse close to shore. Capey and Bouwe talk about not tacking at the mark, but rather just hardening up. Other boats crossing behind them. Scallywag and Dongfeng cross ahead of them. Shifting the stack to leeward for a tack. Abby, eating below: Didn't have the best start. Had to pinch to make the pin end. MAPFRE didn't make it and had to go around. So we did better than them. Peter, eating below, explains where they are with respect to the other boats. Dongfeng had a pretty good start. We'll have to see again in two hours.Saying goodbye on shore in a cafe/breakfast tent setting. Abby hugs someone. Bouwe: We're going sailing! Going to the Hague, going home. Parade. Nina, hand in lens: No photo, no photo. Capey on the dock: Time to go. Sam: How great is this part? Capey: This is bad. This is boring. It's dull, isn't it. Hanging around, waiting for the big event. I'd rather get into it. On the dock, Peter and Carlo are talking with Blair Tuke. Peter: I'm dying, I need to get off. Bouwe comes up and shakes hands with Blair. Capey comments on Dongfeng's dockout. Bouwe has to make a big step onto the boat. Peter steps aboard. Dockout. Kyle, below: Five years ago we had a great comeback in the America's Cup. Unfortunately we weren't able to repeat that in Bermuda a year ago this weekend. But we're hoping to achieve a similar thing in the Volvo Ocean Race. Back in Auckland five months ago we were in second-to-last place, since then we've worked very hard. We've had a lot of fun with it, hope to keep the ball rolling, be on top of the podium when we get to the Hague. Nina, looking at MAPFRE motoring out ahead of them: I know that we're gonna beat 'em. Capey: Good people, nice boat, same as ours. So we have to outsail them. Bouwe on the helm: I've sailed around the world two times with them. They're good friends, so it will be nice to beat them. Sam to Carlo: Do you have some nerves today? Carlo: I have a little bit of nerves, yeah. But that's every leg start, really. Usually have nerves for an hour before the start, and then takes about two hours before that's gone. Sam: When you see the red boats what do you think? Carlo: I think good luck, but you're gonna be behind us. Hope you have a good leg as well, just not better than us.Slomo of helicopter hovering off their stern. Washing machine. MAPFRE is visible a few miles behind them, barely. Below, Peter empties the pee bottle out the hatch. Sam: What's going on, Pete? Peter: That was a refreshing piss I just took. Apparently Norway's somewhere down there (points to port). Quite gray and raining. Can still see MAPFRE; they're 1.2 miles behind. A lot better than 1.2 miles in the front. Sam: How far to go, and how confident are you about keeping them behind you? Peter: No idea how far in miles, but Capey assures me it's about 8 hours, which means I'm not going to get any more sleep... Pretty good. Sam asks him about how he just sends it in the last few hours. Peter: The leg finishes seem to be quite tricky for us. End up in a park up. Hopefully this one won't. There always tricky; heaps of peels, coming back closer to land, and lots of trimming, stacking. Generally means we're awake. Sam: Yeah, but generally your more wired than usual. Peter: Well, you're coming close to the finish, mate. Getting back to land, have a shower, not that the food program's not great on board but you get to have some different food. [Looking forward, presumably at someone prepping a meal.] Sorry. [Continues.] You're finishing the leg. It's exciting. What more do I have to say? It's exciting, Greenie! Sam: So you're admitting that you become like a coiled spring, like a meercat, at the end every single leg. Peter: I feel like everyone is a coiled spring. Very coiled. Later, Peter talks to Capey at the nav station before going on deck. Peter: Do we want to be punchy here, or...? [I guess, making a change they've been discussing quickly rather than slowly.] Capey: Not super punchy. But let's have it in our minds that it could be... [snaps his fingers] Peter goes on deck. Crew in the cockpit in the gray light.Stern cam as they sail in reach in strong conditions. Sam (or at least someone wearing the OBR foulies) is standing at the aft pedestal (which is unusual for the OBR, since he's not supposed to be grinding). MAPFRE is visible on the bow. Title comes up: LOSS OF SIGNAL. Closer shot of MAPFRE ahead of them with double- (triple- ?) reefed main. Looks like Brunel is double-heading with J2/J3. Mast cam footage of MAPFRE, spreader cam view of the cockpit, again with the OBR-jacket-wearing crew on the pedestal (though not in position for grinding; just holding on astern of it). Closing on MAPFRE with intense wind noise. Shot in the media station below showing the video screen with MAPFRE only a few hundred yards ahead of them on the spreader cam; what makes it cool is the noise level below is so intense. Slomo of them passing MAPFRE with the other boat to leeward a few boatlengths away. That's it. That's the race. MAPFRE astern, shot from the cabin, with a crewmember in the OBR foulies still on the pedestal. So that must not be Sam in the OBR foulies. Someone else wearing it. Capey, below: Sort of a luffing match with MAPFRE. We prevailed in the end, and we were losing a lot on the other boats, so they decided to come down. That's all I know about that one. Bouwe, below: Pretty windy for the last 12 hours; 35, 40 knots. But we've done well. Just took over MAPFRE about an hour ago. Took the lead, which is a nice thing. Still a long way to go... Have to see how it all pans out. But it's better to be in the lead than be the chasers. Shot of the cockpit with MAPFRE behind them. Washing machine.Night. Capey is getting his boots on (or off?) below. Sam: What's going on, Capey? Capey: Sail-change time. Sam: You were just sleeping pretty soundly... You pretty excited to go on deck? Capey: Yup. Capey at the nav station. Chart screen, which shows their position and other boats via AIS: even with Dongfeng and a few miles short of MAPFRE. Wind strength symbols appear to show them in a building wind, currently at 25 knots. Louis, getting ready below: Wish me luck, Sam. Sam: It's not easy, right? Louis: It's a very difficult peel. Lowering the jib in 25 knots. Whew. Wish me luck. Abby in the pit hoists the J2. Crew (Peter, and presumably Carlo on the bow) goes forward and the J1 starts coming down. Sam loses his balance in the hatch and falls. Sam, under his breath: "Fuck!" He gets the camera back on the crew on the foredeck. Looks like there are at least 4 people gathering in the J1. Stacking the J1 aft. Abby working in the pit. Peter, in the cockpit: Allright; J3 to deply in 2 [maybe? for double-heading?]. Grinding as the sail deploys.Washing machine shots from the cabin. Capey at the nav station: Here we are off the Island of Lewis. In a bit of a puff, had to harden up. MAPFRE has a nice lead about 9 or 10 miles, Dongfeng about 5 miles out. AkzoNobel just to leeward. Turn the Tide to the north, about 3 miles away. So as we go across the top of Scotland it will get a little lighter, and will start to head by the Orkney Islands. By this evening heading south toward Norway. And that's all you get! Sam: How are you feeling right now? Capey: I could be feeling better. But I'm feeling okay. [Not sure if that's due to seasickness or injury.] Rough conditions out the cabin hatch.Bouwe in the cockpit, talking to Capey. MAPFRE to starboard. Stacking to leeward for a gybe. We see the gybe. Drone shot of the gybe! ((love that stuff) Sounds like the audio is real-time synced with the drone footage. MAPFRE crossing their bow. Alberto eating below: Just gybed. Crossed 4 or 5 lenghts behind Dongfeng, 3 lengths in front of Vestas and Turn the Tide. Now we have MAPFRE and AkzoNobel 4 or 5 miles on the bow. Fleet is very close. Chart screen. Other boats on the horizon. Bouwe talks about one final gybe to the top of Scotland. Alberto, below, talks about his food: With the barbecue sauce is good. Carlo, on deck, talks about tricky transitions and light breeze. Didn't do too well, so not in the best spot. But a lot of miles to go. Confident we'll fight back. Drone shot.High drone shot showing three boats. Capey on the bow: Today is the day the Volvo will be decided. Bouwe: Sailing through the ridge of high pressure. Once you're through it you get the good southerly. It's been tempting to sail high, and Akzo and MAPFRE, they look like they have a nice lead, but it should fill in from the south and the west, so we should pick it up first and sail around them. Throw the dice. Carlo: goddamn it, so many emotions. (wipes his eyes) Capey holds his hands up to the camera: No camera today. Until we're winning the Volvo Ocean Race. Carlo: Come back when we're ahead. Capey: Today we're off the west coast of Ireland. Volvo Ocean Race goes around the world, stops in 10 different ports, 11 legs, and the winner will be decided today, in a deathmatch, grudge match. Carlo: Who can drift the best. Bouwe on the helm with a drink. Flopping. Capey: No camera. Drone shot as they flop in glassy conditions. Bouwe (in voiceover as drone shot plays): Stand aside please Sam. Sam: Let me grab my (something).Tacking with MAPFRE behind them. Three boats inshore of them. Bouwe on the helm. Stacking aft. Capey at the nav station: MAPFRE's planning to go between the two [islands]. Peter, from his bunk: Gonna be quite close with us. Capey studies the screen. You can feel Sam wanting to talk to him, but not doing it because Capey is visibly thinking. Capey keeps glancing up at one screen, then down at the other. He blinks in surprise at something. Peter gets out of his bunk. Capey: Fuck. He gets up. Sam follows him. Capey talks to Bouwe in the cockpit. Peter gets his foulies on, goes up. MAPFRE crosses them on starboard just ahead. Dongfeng and another boat is visible beyond them. Peter is confused: Akzo appears to be goose-winging the jib. Or maybe he's on the other tack; can't really tell. Vestas is parked up here. (We see Vestas.) Alberto: Tricky situation; there's a couple of big islands. We just lost a couple of dozens of meters to MAPFRE and Dongfeng, but I think we have a good opportunity to gain again. Capey and Peter look to port. Peter: Should we go here? Capey goes to the nav station. Capey agrees. Peter: Go now! He starts shifting the stack. Bouwe seems to be letting them make the call. Tack. Abby and Louis grinding in the pit. Nina talks about there being a fishing farm that's not on our maps, so it adds a little stress to the afternoon. Fish farm nets as they sail past. Three boats ahead of them in the afternoon light. Waves on a headland to starboard. Bouwe's face on the helm. Slomo shots of islands, another boat as they sail upwind with the J1. Slomo of Alberto trimming. Sunset. Kyle explains. They had a parkup, then Turn the Tide took off. We didn't do the best job in the islands; kind of got spat out the back. Akzo, MAPFRE, Dongfeng, and Vestas are all ahead of us now; Turn the tide is behind us. We were in a good position, but now our position isn't too good. But going upwind, with some good opportunities, some good splits.Capey looks at his tablet on deck, talks about Dongfeng and Vestas. Boats on the horizon behind them. Flock of 7 alcids (murres?). Bouwe: Just got passed by a flock of ducks. That says something about our boatspeed. Capey eats. Nina: Do you want me up Kyle? Capey: Yup; starting to move now. Bouwe, on the helm: Looks like it's filling in more and more. Capey and Peter talk with Bouwe about gybing. Peter looks like he just woke up: Looks like the best breeze up here (looks to port). A motoring sailboat passes a boatlength behind them. Peter: Pretty light in front. Peter's lobbying for a tack onto starboard. Bouwe: Tacking! Capey (under his breath): I think it's not the right thing, but... Kyle: Dongfeng's parked up at the moment... Better pressure at the moment. Drone shot goes under a bridge in a gorge. Capey: Just coming into the new breeze, the northerly. The quicker we get into that the faster we'll be off. Dongfeng's stuck, going backwards, hope for the best. Not doing that great out here either. But sort of going the right way. High drone shot. Peter: Got some wind. [Looks aft.] Other boats pointing odd directions. Sam: Any other boat who's position yo'd rather be in? Peter (after discussing Scallywag). No. Peter: We might have just taken the lead. Peter puts a hand in the camera: "Not on camera." [looks exactly like Pascal in that video from the end of Leg 9, though without the middle finger.] Peter: We're imitating Dongfeng. We're very open with our OBRs. Louis: have to say it in French or English. 'No camera.'Carlo picks at his toenail. Carlo: Probably don't use that. He works at the nail with his knife, talks about how it went bad. This lady in Holland told me don't worry about it. Capey: That's what they told me 25 years ago. Abby: You can put that in the dinner tonight. Carlo: Mine aren't that bad. You should see Pete's feet.Capey looks at the nav computer, goes thorugh the other boats' positions. Sunrise shot of MAPFRE sailing on their port beam. Alberto talks about the position of the other boats. MAPFRE gaining on us due to some current line, probably. Shot of the old crescent moon.Bouwe and Capey talk on the bow in light conditions. Bouwe gestures to starboard, talks to helm: Keep on this side. Bouwe and Capey talk about the better pressure ahead.Bouwe: Beautiful sunny day in Wales. Normally it's raining; something's wrong. AkzoNobel is visible on the horizon behind them. Peter on the helm. Bouwe: Roughly 100 miles to the finish. Current is with us now, but will be 3 to 4 knots against us by the end. So a restart. Not what you'd expect for an ocean race. And AkzoNobel 0.8 miles behind us. If the score stays the way it is now, we have a good chance of winning the race. So let's hope it stays the way it is now. Abby looks through binoculars at Akzo on their starboard quarter. Bouwe: It's like any yacht race. You're competing for winning. I've sailed it 8 times; 3 times I've been second, so it's time that we win. Alberto: All I'll remember of this leg is the pancakes. Carlo: It's stressful with Akzo not far behind, and Dongfeng not far behind. Going to be like Newport. Everyone's a bit on edge because of that. Below, Capey at the nav station: No more. Sam: Why do you say that? Capey: I don't know; I'm still young and good. Enough's enough. I've been lucky. Had a good run. Sam: Do you say that at the end of every Volvo? Capey: No. Never. This is a first. You've done a lap of the planet. Sam: How many laps have you done? Capey: Eight. Sam: And you really think this is it? Capey: Yupo. Stick a fork in me. Sam: Do you have any reflections you want to say? Capey: It's been a great run; met a lot of nice people, had a lot of great times. But I think it's time to put a line under it. Sam: Do you have any closing remarks? Capey: No. None. Go Team Brunel. Sam: It's a team effort. Capey, nodding: It's a team sport.Title: "Word of the Day". Louiis: Intense. Capey: Great. Nina: Close. Carlo: Pancakes. Kyle: Matt Knighton. Bouwe: Foggy. Alberto: Pancakes. Pancakes, pancakes. Yeah.Capey, walking on deck: Gotta get through the ridge and then we'll be winning... Getting closer, which is good. Who needs a world record, when you can win the leg. Peter: It's a little annoying they're (Akzo) there, but at least they're close. Still trying to win the race that matters. Kyle, on the helm: It's light, it's pretty cold. There's only one thing that could lighten the mood, and that's having Matt Knighton as our OBR. Sam: So you don't want pancakes? Sam, below, makes pancakes. Peter, what are we calling this kitchen? Peter: Sam's Diner? Because he's American? We see a shot of the head, and the title on screen: "I also needed to make up for breaking the toilet legs during the level 11. downwinder yesterday" We see the whiteboard, which says: "Do not SIT on the toilet Hover! It's legs are broken. Port toilet wall broken. S.G." Carlo eats something. Sam squirts oil in an actual pan. He cooks a pancake. "For the spatula we've been using this paint scraper." He hands a pancake to Capey, who approves. He hands one to Peter, along with some syrup. "Thanks mate. It's not every day your OBR brings you a hot pancake on board." Kyle, off-camera: "Unless you have Matt Knighton on board." Peter tries it, gives a thumbs up. Sam: You don't taste the paint chips at all. Nina tries one: Best thing I've eaten since I left. Carlo, in his bunk: "Thanks. This is a wake up. It's going to be gone pretty quick. That's the only thing I'm sad about... Almost makes up for breaking the toilet Sam. Almost." He gives one to Alberto with tuna. Carlo: It's the best meal we've had on the boat. Only bad thing is we don't have a toilet. Abby likes it, Louis likes it. Louis: What a treat. Sam: What's going on with the racing right now? Louis: Well, we've sailed into the transition zone, so that's why everyone's in the bow. Kyle, on the helm: What? Is that for me? Delightful. Bouwe gets one with "Brunel" spelled on it with syrup. "Ooh, America! One bite for me, one bite for my daughter, one bite for my wife, and the last two for my dogs." Nina: We just got through the parkup. We lost the lead to Akzo, but we're close and we'll fight back. Bouwe: They got the breeze before us, which was painful, because we'd just got the bow out, and they got ahead of us. But have more wind, and will hopefully get in Monday night/Tuesday morning. We can have some more days off." Kyle takes the lazy sheet off the MH0 clew. Nina wears the horse head. Sam: Hey horse; what's the news? She whinnies.Nina, to Sam: The secret, as an OBR, to get Capey to talk to you? Um... from my personal experience, making him a coffee when he looks a little stressed. Crack a few jokes. Sam asks Capey: Capey, what time is it? Capey: Coffee time. He holds up his mug. Sam takes it from him. Sam: In exchange, how'd the sched go? Capey: Good. We didn't lose much to Dongfeng; gained some on the boats to leeward. Lost some on the guy next to us, that happens. He gives thumbs up. Sam: Waht do you want? Capey: A little bit of chocolate. Sam rummages in the galley, gets a chocolate bar, gives it to Capey. Capey: Oh, champion, mate.Peter and Capey talk at the nav station. Capey rubs his eyes. Peter: We were just discussing the plan for the next two days. We just need to sail slightly quicker than the other guys for that period of time. There's a big low forming to the west of us, giving us some nice downwind conditions. Just deciding what sail configuration we're most likely to run. Also a good chance of a 24-hour speed run for the race. Should be interesting. How to best get through it, making our lives nice and easy... Same concerns as everyone else: Going from the quickest portion of the race to pretty slow, where everyone can see each other again. Then light upwind to the end. If you can get a small lead, can probably protect it. Go quicker than the boats behind us here, and get over the top of Dongfeng, and then protect the lead into Cardiff.Bouwe eats below. Talks about the split. An ideal scenario for Brunel: if the southerly route pays off they can be ahead of the two red boats with lots of boats between them. We see Peter run out barefoot as Kyle gets his gear on. "Gybing" he says sleepily. Sam, to Capey below: What time is it Capey? Capey: Gybe time. We see the gybe through the hatch. Peter, below: Talks about the scheds being good, where the northern boats were light. They'll get the new breeze first; hopefully we'll be able to keep some of the lead. Kyle talks about hitting something. He's going to try to sand the leading edge of the rudder. Bouwe jokes with him about doing it naked. Kyle: Too cold. He tapes the sleeves of his survival suit. "Safety's no accident Sam." Pole shots of Kyle going over the side, sanding the leading edge of the keel. Drone shots of him ridding the tiller like a bucking bronco. Sam casually stands on the stern running the drone. Kyle, back on board. "It was so pitted." He jokes that the guys last night saw a fin the size of the mast. "We kind of think it was the Megaladon." He explains how there was a chunk out of the leading edge of the rudder. Shot of Peter, i slomo, grabbing something along the leeward rail while getting hit by waves. Noting that he wasn't clipped in. Sheesh.Drone footage *in the fog* of Brunel sailing upwind. Go Sam! Abby coiling in the pit. Capey with a tablet by the aft pedestal. Closeup of the chart showing routing. Peter calls up: MAPFRE's only half a mile behind us. Below, he talks about the fog, exclusion zones. Dongfeng in front, MAPFRE just behind. Low-altitude drone-in-fog shots. Now Sam's just showing off.Drone shot labeled "Somewhere in the Bermuda Triangle". Bouwe, Peter, Abby talk about the Bermuda Triangle. Carlo mentions seeing another boat behind them. Capey makes a flying saucer with a dish. Carlo asks Bouwe to explain the Flying Dutchman story. Abby talks about it more. What is so special or different about this place. "Fingers crossed we make it through and out the other side." Drone shot with eerie music. Capey: Guys! What's gone wrong with the GPS, we've lost all the coms. Oh, shit the compass has gone too. Capey disappears. Then, in the drone shot, Brunel disappears.Drone shot from close astern as Brunel surfs fast. At nav station, Peter talks about how they got screwed by a couple of clouds. Shows sattelite image. "Probably should keep compressing the whole way into the high." Pretty shify and tricky. He shows the routing and zooms in. "Doesn't look like it's going to get much easier; looks like a pretty good park up at the end. Hopefully have a few miles up our sleeves at that point." Drone shot low ahead as they surf. Capey bailing below in a Movistar shirt. Sam asks him the trick. He explains it's just like helming; you have to work with the waves. But it doesn't make as much difference. Sam: What do you have to say about Kyle Langford. Capey: He's the man. Used to the boy. Sam: How was he when he first came to you. Capey: Young champion. Young and dumb. Capey moves gingerly aft to the nav station. Bouwe: Last couple of scheds were not so good. That's what we expected sailing towards the high. Doing relatively well against Vestas and Dongfeng. (sound issues) Capey, at the nav station: We've gained a little bit back. Kyle, at nav station in the dark: Just got the sched, gained a little against Dongfeng. Surfing shot on deck. Abby: Currently got 20 knots of breeze, and we're sending it. Over there (gestures to port) is a big sucker cloud. We're hoping that Dongfeng is in that cloud doing 2 knots rather than 20 knots. We see a broach to clear weed. Drone following them into the sunset. Flies in and Kyle catches it, grins at the camera.Kyle, in his bunk: Capey got is in a good spot in the trades when we left Brazil, and we managed to get a few clouds and wiggle our way into the lead. Tradewind sailing, so it's pretty straightforward, so Capey's getting some rest. Getting caught up on Netflix. Title: 1300 Position Report. Capey gets gingerly out of his bunk. Settles into nav station. Pulls up position report. Sam: Is it one thumbs up or two thumbs up. Cape gestures. Title: That's 2 thumbs up. Kyle: He's monitoring our angle. Capey to the cockpit: Nice to work down a bit. Another degree down, if we could... Dongfeng's going shitty, but lower. [He shakes his head.] They lost 5. Kyle: He's taking it kind of easy now. In the next few days as we're approaching Newport he'll be busy. Bouwe talks about doing well. It's a competitive advantage having a mental coach. In the last race, we were doing poorly, and she helped us work on our communication and trust. It's an advantage, especially as the race goes on. Slomo shot of washing machine in the cockpit. Carlo working on the bow to hoist a new sail. Crew grinding in the cockpit. Peter: Reckon he's an 8 or 9 (on a scale of 1-10) in terms of being detail-oriented. Carlo: He likes to play around with all the leads when we're triple-headed. Playing around with the leads on the J2, J3. Perfect... everything. Perfect bowl of food, perfect sleeping setup. All about the details.Sam, to Capey: What's the race report. Capey: Good. We're winning the Volvo. The leg. For right now at least... [To Sam]: Are you the admiral? Sam: What? Capey: Admirals and assholes. Do you know that one?Very high drone shot. Peter, shirtless below: Had a pretty good night last night. Can see the boats in front of us, Vestas and Dongfeng. Bouwe: How's the morning? Little clouds, a little rain. Shot of a gybe. Other boat to port. Nina: I have the craziest dreams offshore. I think it's because your sleep is broken up, all the gybing. They're really real. Sam asks Bouwe: When you're offshore, what do you dream about? Bouwe: Sex, with my wife. [To Capey: Isn't that true?] Capey, eating: I don't dream of sex with your wife. Nina: I had this really strange dream in the Southern Ocean. That the Volvo Ocean Race wasn't real; it was a coverup for a drug-smuggling operation... We're in an escape plane, and a missile is coming, and a tracker was in my bag... Sam asks Abby: How long is it until Neptune comes? Abby: Less than 24 hours. Bouwe: Three. Here, here, and here. (He demonstrates a triple reverse mohawk.) Abby: I dream about my kid. I think when you get so tired you start to hallucinate. She asks Bouwe what his dreams are about, and he repeats the "sex with my wife" line. Abby laughs. "That was honest." Low drone shot circling the boat under clouds. Abby, at night in black and white: We are either just passing or about to pass Turn the Tide on Plastic. Shot of them to port. Carlo: The other day I had a nightmare. I went to this fishing farm, where they were breeding salmon. I went inside and I was being chased by the fishermen that were working in there. But they had fish skin and it was melting. It was really strange. Peter on the helm. Carlo: Just lost a little bit on them. Louis: I've had many crazy dreams, but they're too crazy to share. Peter: I'm always pretty tired for some reason. Shot of Kyle sleeping below with the engine running.Capey at the nav station. He comes on deck, reports on the competition to Peter. Sam: What's the concern, Pete? Peter: Capey's our navigator. He's very experienced. It was his tenth time around the Horn. Does an incredible job on the charts, keeping us safe. (Capey pees off the transom in the background, then moves gingerly around with an obviously painful back issue.) Peter tries to engage him in the story; Capey's not having any of it. Just talks about the race. Bouwe: I think he's one of the best in the world. And we just have that mutual understanding. It's straightforward. You have a plan, and you execute the plan. I think that's why I like to sail with him. Abby comes up and does a Capey impression. "It's that itme of day and I'm coming through." She goes to the stern to mime pooping. A funky yellow fishing boat comes by: Drone shots from close aboard as they haul pots. Carlo: I had wet boots in the Southern Ocean, and this nail, for some reason, is starting to fall off. He shows his left big toe, which looks kind of scary and discolored. Carlo: Capey says we're driving in about two hours. Have Akzo to windward. Need to put a second sheet on the masthead zero. We see from the drone as Nina puts the sheet on. Bouwe talks about a big cloud, and how it affects the wind. He explains that they'll probably gain some on Akzo due to the cloud. "Very often the luck of the draw is involved in it." Drone shot of hte stern, bow, and barbecue on the aft deck of a big container ship: "Shanghai Highway". Crew of the ship waves and jumps up and down. Kyle, in the sunset: Had a lovely day today. Sam had the drone over a container ship where they were having a lovely barbecue. Nina: I feel like Kyle has his Saturday best on. "It's a good day for Kyle; maybe not for us." Beautiful sunset clouds, slomo with moon.Drone shot of Brunel with setting sun behind her. Below, Kyle jokes about trying to wake up Carlo. He says he's already awake. "He's on deck. He's trimming the main." Carlo gets up. Kyle shows his watch: 10 minutes late. Kyle teases Carlo in the galley. Carlo: All day long... Kyle: You might not be able to hear him, but he's saying that he loves me. Drone shot from close ahead of Brunel. Abby: Today is Friday, and my wish for the weekend is that I be able to teleport off the yacht and spend the weekend at home. Nina: 10 knots more of boatspeed. Or a shower. Peter, on the helm: No-sail-change Sunday. Alberto: Some pancakes and ice cream would be nice. Bouwe: Back home it's another big day, in Denmark, for young kids, when they become 15 years old, it's a big thing for church. I hope they're having a good party. Kyle: I wish that King Neptune shows a bit of leniency toward Nina Curtis.... I think she's gonna be punished pretty badly, and I hope that she survives it. Drone shot. Nina: I'm a little bit nervous. King Neptune is tormenting me every day... Kyle told me how to use my own watch, and it has GPS, so I'm keeping track of how many degrees until we get to the equator. And I've only got 14 degrees until I meet Neptune for the first time. She does a high kick. "I"m coming at you King Neptune." Sam asks Capey to wear a mic, and he doesn't want to. Nina explains that Capey had a bad fall and landed on the foot brace in the cockpit sole. Bouwe explains that Capey was lucky. Things can happen in a matter of no time. Capey moves gingerly across the cockpit. Kyle checks the mast. Beautiful sunset clouds. Wake.Tacking out of Auckland harbor after the start. Bouwe is on the aft pedestal; Peter is on the helm. MAPFRE tacks ahead of the; they tack short. Then they converge on port with oncoming fleet on starboard: Scallywag, Vestas, TTToP, and then AkzoNobel still on port. Peter, steering from the leeaward wheel, calls: "A little dip here." We see them ducking Vestas and TTToP; MAPFRE and Dongfeng are visible ahead of them on port tack. Carlo calls the duck on the foredeck, then walks aft. Then we see Dongfeng crossing behind them under their A3 going downwind, then TTToP crossing behind them going upwind as Liz goes onto the foredeck. Carlo talks about how the start has been good. Then we see their jumper jump. Capey calling 5 minutes to the mark. Coiling lines in the pit. Bashing to weather on the foredeck.Tacking out of Auckland harbor after the start. Bouwe is on the aft pedestal; Peter is on the helm. MAPFRE tacks ahead of the; they tack short. Then they converge on port with oncoming fleet on starboard: Scallywag, Vestas, TTToP, and then AkzoNobel still on port. Peter, steering from the leeaward wheel, calls: "A little dip here." We see them ducking Vestas and TTToP; MAPFRE and Dongfeng are visible ahead of them on port tack. Carlo calls the duck on the foredeck, then walks aft. Then we see Dongfeng crossing behind them under their A3 going downwind, then TTToP crossing behind them going upwind as Liz goes onto the foredeck. Carlo talks about how the start has been good. Then we see their jumper jump. Capey calling 5 minutes to the mark. Coiling lines in the pit. Bashing to weather on the foredeck.One word: Louis: Disappointment. Peter: Brutal. Kyle: Difficult. Carlo: Very disappointing. Sally: Risk? Alberto: I'm sad. I don't even know what to say. Everybody's disappointed. [He shrugs.]. Sunset. Capey at the nav station. Someone eating in the red light of their headlamp. Instruments. Kyle: We're still fighting. Stranger things have happened. Looks unlikely. Performance seems like it's been better this leg, but slipping away from us. It's tough. Sunrise. [Favoriting this because I just think Yann does a really good job with narrative, and his videos really work for me on an emotional level. I've felt this since the last edition of the race: His videos aren't just videos; they're powerful short films. All the awards for Yann.]Capey at the nav station. Chart software. Night shots on deck. Instruments on the mast. A crewmember shines a flashlight up. Spray. Talk about needing a line to tack the J3 (I think?). Sunrise. Alberto on the helm. Sally with the sun behind her. Bouwe: Unfortunately the weather didn't do what it was supposed to do. Center of the high pressure is right on our track. Not very nice, but the only way for us to go. Other boats have a more lifted breeze, more pressure. The next 24 hours will not be very pretty. We'll go from being near the top to being even last. Stacking aft. Peter and Kyle grinding. Bouwe calls up the (expected) bad sched results. Instruments. Kyle: Distance to finish number doesn't really go down very quickly. Almost more painful than not having it there.Bouwe, at the nav station, talks about their strategy. Could see that they were falling off the pressure that the leading boats were in. So they went in stealth mode. Didn't lose too much distance because the boats ahead were sailing at a high angle to the finish. Peter on deck as they flop. Capey, below, talks about feeling bad. Thought they were through the lee of the island and moving, and they weren't. Night shots on deck, maneuvers on the foredeck as wind builds. Sally: This morning we had a huge sigh of relief when we saw that Dongfeng and MAPFRE chose to take the same direction we did. She talked about Bouwe coming on deck with that sched. Capey: At least the boats behind us weren't doing something different. Laying out the J1, peeling from MH0 to J1. Capey and Bouwe talk about strategic options at the nav station. Peter looks on. Louis watches from his bunk.Shots of instruments. Sally talks about instruments and what she looks at when she wakes up: Speed. Heel angle. The heel sucks. Canting cockpit floor would be fantastic. Peter, on the helm: Boatspeed and true wind angle are the ones you look at the most. Carlo: True wind speed. Louis: Polar percentage of the last 10 minutes. Kyle: Depends on your role, driving or on the main, differs. The number I look at the most is my watch. And distance to finish. Carlo: This is our fucking watch captain. Bouwe, below: Sailing is trimming and sails up and down. But numbers don't lie. If you have the answers it's in the numbers. Capey: Down here is where it really happens. Numbers down here. Boatspeed, windspeed, a lot of things to monitor. Bouwe: My favorite number is polar percentage. Always trying to beat that number. If you're at 103 a lot of the time, that will become your new target. Always trying to keep improving. Capey: Only one number as navigator, and that's position. Trying not to hit anything. And heading: Are we going the right place. Shots of the nav station computers, instruments, VHF with channel 16 showing. Computer screenshot: Adrena Pro Carbon Edition, with strip charts.Bouwe calls for help on the computer from Capey. "I'm too stupid with computers; that's probably it." Capey eats. Bouwe: "Smells good." Capey troubleshoots. Bouwe: "We need the master." Bouwe: A very good sched. Gained 60 miles on the leaders. But I think the guys in the back will catch up as well. So it will be a restart. So positioning in the next 48 hours is key. A lot of things can happen along the New Zealand coast. It never ends until the finish. I think the feeling is the boat is going the best it ever has gone. I'm still attached to my leg. Guys were talking about amputating it... Hasn't heeled in 5 days. I've been going back and forth with the medical director. Maybe just wait until Auckland and see if we can heel it over there. On deck, cool shot as the camera follows crew as they go forward and around the foredeck. Carlo brushing his teeth as he works.Carlo wears the Peter Gabriel cam on the foredeck. In the cockpit, Kyle says, "I hate it. It's the worst place on the yacht." Peter: "Occasionally you get absolutely soaked." Kyle: You're gonna get hammered. Have to have all your kit on, or just know you're gonna get cold and wet. Carlo, on the PG-cam, checks the hanks on the J1. Back on the stern, he talks about being the bowman. "I didn't really choose it, but we started as a team, and the position was open, and Bouwe just sort of pushed me into it. I had no experience on the bow at all. And through a lot of mistakes and patience of my teammates, I think I've got a pretty good grasp on it now." Bouwe, below: I think all great sailors have been a bowman at some point. People come on the boat and get stuck there, and strangely it's a key position. If you make a mistake it affects everyone. Carlo: I like it. Slightly dangerous, but I guess that makes it a bit more fun as well. Carlo on teh bow in the PG cam in slowmo. Peter: I don't think Carlo has a substitute for his role up there. Kyle: It's a bit of a Mexican standoff to see who's going to be the other one to go forward and help him. It's usually Pete, Louis, and myself who go forward to help him. And Capey. It'd be nice if he was a bit more independent, and didn't require so much help. [He grins at Carlo, on the helm behind him.] Bouwe, below: He's taken a job, a responsibility, and he does't make mistakes anymore. PG cam footage of Carlo on the bow gathering in the J1. Capey, below: I was a bowman once, about 35 years ago. I know what goes on up there. Bouwe: I could probably do the bow again on a small boat, a 30-footer. Capey: That's a job for young fellows. Fit young fellows. Carlo takes off the helmet cam and hands it back to Yann.Crew in shorts working the cockpit in the half light. Drone shots with big rain cloud behind Brunel. Capey at the nav station. "We've just crossed the equator. Our next obstacle is to get out of the doldrums." Solomons coming up. Disappointing evening with the westerly boats making huge gains on us. We didn't get the wind. Hoping it would be the other way around. It was a choice I made. At the Solomons there will be another shutdown and compression, and we'll make the most of that. Have to take the good with the bad. Forecast and history, and a bit of luck. A bit of a cloud lottery here, the way they build and move. There is a bit of luck. But there's also skill in placing yourself in the right place. Next 10 days likely to be slow. Bouwe on the helm. Shifting the stack on deck, below. Mastcam view of washing machine in the cockpit. Sailing through rain. Washing machine. Mastcam view forward. Capey, from below, calls up about a good sched. "We took 50 miles out of MAPFRE... Only gained 20 on Turn the Tide. [Kyle asks how far behind they are.] Must be 50."Bouwe talks about walking into the open hatch and injuring his leg. He can stand on it, but it's painful. Keeps bleeding. We see him bandaging himself below. "I always wanted to be a doctor, but not on myself; on somebody else." Fingers crossed. On deck: Carlo: Our captain is down. We might have to resort to the hacksaw. Capey: We don't have any wood to make a wooden leg. Carlo: Yeah. We'll have to give him a carbon leg.Someoneon the bow (Louis?) hanks on the J1. Louis comes back to the cockpit. They hoise the J1, lower the J0. Crew works to secure the J0. Alberto grinding. Bouwe, below: "We seem to be going better." Bouwe at the nav station talks weather with Andrew. Bouwe talks about looking ahead. Jokes that Capey doesn't like looking seven days ahead. Talks about matching Dongfeng, with similar sail combination. Shot of another boat to port (Dongfeng?). Carlo talks about how it's different on this leg that they're holding onto the leaders. Going upwind isn't anyone's favorite. Talks about going away from Auckland. "Capey must have a very good reason... I'm happy but also frustrated." He laughs.This was originally labeled "leg 5" in the metadata, but that's a mistake; it's actually from the Leg 6 start. (There was a similar issue a few legs ago. It looks like this time it has been cleared up in the subsequent Brunel video, so someone has figured this out and it shouldn't be a continuing problem.) Peter on the helm in light air on port. TTToP is visible behind them. Sally sits at the forward end of the cockpit. Capey looks at his tablet while Carlo adjusts the MH0 leech line in the background. A close duck of MAPFRE. Peter, barefoot, on the helm. On the radio something about timing of a jumper jumping. Bouwe, standing behind Peter on the helm, talks about sailtrim. Their jumper, Tiger Mok, wishes the team good luck and jumps off with major aplomb. "Don't drink the water!" someone calls out to him. A spectator boat planes alongside, cheering them. AkzoNobel visible ahead and to starboard. Crew grinding in the cockpit as they do a peel to the J1, it looks like. Wind's up. Sally tails with one hand, helps grind on the pedestal with Carlo with the other.High drone shot of Brunel. More drone shots. Drone closeup of the cockpit, with Yann on the drone controls. Shots on deck of them going through a squall with rain and spray. Slomo of Carlo wiping water from his face in the pit. Slomo washing machine shots from the cockpit, the stern. Bouwe, below, explains that they're heading north toward the doldrums. Mentions that Neptune has a victim coming, because someone in the crew is a polliwog (or whatever it is they call them). Maybe that's Sam? Capey at the nav station. Bouwe describes the results of the latest sched. Boats ahead have less breeze now, so they should catch up soon. Lightning in the distance. Crew showering in a rain squall. Flopping with the J0 in no wind. Kyle, below, describes how they got stuck in a rain squall, then stuck in no breeze for an hour and a half. Drone shot circling them with no wind.Shots at twilight of glum crew sailing. Pretty night shots of a gybe with glow-in-the-dark sail tapes and stars behind them. Carlo, on deck in 10 knots of wind, talks about the last few days; fantastic sailing. Bouwe, below, gets a cap, puts it on, and makes the "OK" sign. Capey on deck. Closeups of a gybe in the cockpit. Kyle, in the cockpit near the hatch, talks about the last few days, gybing, current. Figuring out how to gybe effectively with a new team. A little off the pace in a straight line; still working on that. Capey and Bouwe at the nav station looking at routing. Capey talks about being 200 miles east of the Gold Coast; "paradise." Talks about upcoming compression. After the Solomons, a chance to make a choice. In the doldrums becomes a cloud lottery; anything can happen.Capey in the cockpit at (I think) the start; a woman's voice is counting down on a radio. We see a closeup of Rome's face looking forward; behind him we see Kyle, who's calling mainsail trim, I think: "Little build here. Give me a little twist." Closeup of Abby looking over her shoulder at Scallywag. Now we see Kyle on the aft pedestal. He calls to Sally: "Leeward trav! Leeward trav! Sally? Leeward traveler!" Closeup of Kyle's face as he stacks. Shot of MAPFRE ahead and to leeward of them. Kyle: "Doing really well on Scallywag and Akzo. Vestas is okay. Tiny bit higher than the guys behind us. Good mode though." He explains the start to Yann: "The start was okay. We were a little bit behind, started on port and had to duck the fleet. So started off behind, but then we got a nice shift. Currently in third place, pretty close to Vestas. So it was a pretty good start." Below, Kyle pulls off his foulies. Rome talks about getting "firehosed" setting up the strut going 20 knots. "Other than that it was good. Going well." Slomo shots of Rome getting firehosed setting up the outrigger. In-the-action washing-machine shots by Yann near the mast. Dongfeng visible to leeward. Below, Sally talks about being back on the boat. "It feels like coming home. I was telling Abby; everything's set up just the same. Like riding a bicycle." Talks about start tactics, and the race since then. "It's intense. A new team, so you have to stay on your toes and pay attention, but yeah. A good time." On deck we see Dongfeng (I think?) ahead of them and to leeward.Bouwe comes out of the cabin into the cockpit wearing a Santa Claus costume. He's holding a sack and banging on a teapot. Carlo watches from the shrounds. Santa: "Ho! Ho! Ho! Merry Christmas!" Santa gives a present (a card?) to Capey. Capey: "It doesn't look like I can eat this." Peter watches from the helm. Peter gets a (poorly wrapped) present. Abby gets a present (hers actually looks pretty nice). Santa gives Annie one present, then swaps out a different one and gives hers to Alberto. Louis, poking his head up from below, gets a "baby" one. Santa walks to the bow, then back. Kyle emerges from the cabin rubbing his eyes. Louis puts on reindeer+Santa hat sunglasses. (Assuming that was his present?) Santa passes out the final gifts: Cookies. "Sharing, sharing..." Santa removes his beard to enjoy a cookie. Carlo talks to Ugo: "You really miss out on the special days doing this race. So it's nice to be able to celebrate Christmas with Santa on the boat." Below, at the nav station, Santa/Bouwe types at the computer.At the nav station, Capey talks about how they've gybed and are heading north. "Exactly one Hobart Race away from being in Melbourne." Bouwe, below, talks about Vestas and how they have a shot at third. Vestas went into stealth mode this morning. Ridge of high pressure to cross; still tricky. Brunel might go into stealth mode in the high pressure, he says. Stern cam / crash cam view of Brunel sailing fast with full main on port gybe. Then, handheld shot from behind helm of Brunel on starboard gybe. Washing machine. Sunset off stern. Helmsman (can't tell who) gives a thumbs up. Slomo shots of washing machine.Below, Capey is at the nav station. Off camera, Bouwe asks, "When do we start cutting the corner? Tomorrow? Or the day after?" Capey: "80, I think's, the true wind direction where we've gotta start. Around that, yeah." We see an instrument display showing TWD of 085. Kyle, on deck, talks about how AkzoNobel is to the east, having "cut the corner" earlier, but at the risk of missing the good part of the front that Brunel is hoping to hook into in a day or so. Maciel, looking through binoculars to starboard: "Yeah; Copacabana." Then, pointing: "Yeah, there they are." He lowers the binoculars, hands them to Kyle. Maciel: "Vestas. On top of the wheel." Annie, at the galley, talks about smelly boots and wet foulies getting dried out. Kyle, on the wheel, points out his "cigarette legs... very powerful legs as well." Row of boots hanging along he weather rail. Spreading a sail out to dry on the cabin. Kyle, on the helm, jokes with Bouwe and does a Crocodile Dundee impression: "That's not a knife."Sunrise. (That's the fourth OBR who has started a video with the 2017-11-15 sunrise.) A crewmember looks to leeward through bright orange binoculars. Below, someone (I think Alberto?) talks below, in shadow, about having a really good 24 hours and passing Vestas. Someone (I think Peter?) wipes his face with a cloth. Capey and Bouwe sit at the nav station. Capey: "Not bad." He laughs. In the cockpit, Bouwe asks Maciel how far he thinks they are from Vestas. Maciel: "Ten?" Bouwe: "Sixteen and a half." Maciel, to someone asking him from out of frame: "Three eighteen, sixteen and a half." He points to the starboard quarter. Thinking this must have been the 2017-11-15 1900 sched? Tracker doesn't show them quite that far apart, but it's close. Below, Abby takes off her foulies. In her bunk, she talks about having MAPFRE in their sights next. Carlo works the bow for a sail change, including slomo footage. Peeling J1 to FR0, I think. Slomo of bagging the old sail. Stacking, tightening straps on the stack. Carlo below, eating. Pully with line. Slomo of Kyle on the clew. Capey talking about the clouds. Carlo, below: "It's the best job I've ever had, mate." Winches.Bouwe, on deck, talks about passing the equator and heading south in the tradewinds. Below, at the nav station, Capey talks about strategy for the south Atlantic portion of the leg: Getting south as quick as they can now, then hooking into a front. Capey: "Last couple of hundred miles will be the decider. So that's what you've got to get in position for." Closeup of instruments. Hands holding a sheet. Slomo shot of Vestas a mile or two ahead of them. Slomo shot of Alberto on the low side, squinting up into the slot. Carlo working on the foredeck. Spray on the clew of a headsail. Closeup of winch turning, easing. Kyle talks about speed gains of 0.1 knot being quite significant. Artsy slomo closeups: Winch, Alberto. Below, Richard asks Capey about Vestas: "Do we follow or do we do our own thing?" Capey: "We do our own thing." Sunset.Kyle, below, talks about Peter's winning the World Sailor of the Year award (twice). How it's a little hard for him, being on the "receiving end." Annie, below, talks about what an accomplishment it is to get to the Olympics and to win, and then to get the America's Cup. She says the goal onboard now is to get him the Volvo, so he'll have won all three. Capey: "Shows the character of the guy, he's got 6 months off, so he comes to do the Volvo... Having Pete Burling in your crew is like having Mick Jagger in your garage band."Capey, at nav station at night, refers to chart and talks to someone off camera (I don't think he's talking to Richard, though): "We could always just go down the coast, if we wanted to kick our ass." (?) Annie, below in daylight: "There was a point last night where I sort of thought it would be really nice if there was a bit less wind and it could be really dry. But I'd regret thinking that in a couple of days when we're in the doldrums and it's hot and no wind. So we should enjoy it right now... The America's Cup boys they do a good job, yeah. Driving hard. They may not like the lack of sleep, but none of us do. Yeah; sending it." Slomo shot of Peter on the helm. Epic washing machine shots. Bouwe, below, talks about the weather patterns and winds. "The more you're getting down to the equator, the breeze will go further to the east. If you go too early you never can make westing anymore. So the more westing you make, it looks very horrible, the more cheap it is in the end." Annie: "We've got some miles to make up now; the others got a better shift, Dongfeng and MAPFRE. Just trying to chase them down again now." Shots on deck: Kyle on the helm looking dour. Peter, Alberto, and Kyle shifting the stack in preparation for a gybe. Slomo spray on the foredeck.Abby works the pit in the washing machine. Annie, below, out of breath: "Classic Portuguese coast weather. Quite breezy, and the wave state is pretty big right now. Fun downwind sailing, big waves, lots of water coming over the bow." Abby, below: "We knew it was coming. You've got it in your mind that you know what you're going into... But I think when it happens, it's always, yeah, that first night, it's a baptism of fire, like going straight into the deep end. [She looks out the hatch.] It's daylight now, so it makes it a little bit easier to see the waves." Maciel, below, eating: "A windy night. Wet. [He gestures at his bowl.] First meal from Lisbon. Trying to get some rest, and back on deck in three hours." Abby digging through the stack below. Capey crawling around and shifting the navigation panel to the port-side configuration. Abby putting her gasketed foulies on. Shots of winches, Maciel in the cockpit washing machine, Peter stacking on deck and then on the helm.Brunel surfing at sunrise on starboard gybe on the run north to the virtual waypoint. Abby on the grinder. Washing machine. Capey, in the companionway, calls up a position report to the sailors on deck. Capey: "AkzoNobel 22 or something on the bow; MAPFRE 26 on the beam [gestures to starboard]; the other guys [gestures to port]..." Carlo, standing astern: "It's good sailing; we're doing about 20 knots average. I think Vestas is behind us, I mean Turn the Tide, and Scallywag just a couple of miles in front of us. So we still have a bit of catching up to do. When we went around the rock we had a couple of issues, with again something under the boat, so we had to do another back down. It cost us a couple of miles. So Leg 1 maybe not going as well as we hoped, but still pushing." Slomo washing machine shots, wake, grinding (with overdubbed regular-speed audio).