Richard Edwards (OBR)

[No description yet][No description yet][No description yet][No description yet][No description yet][No description yet][No description yet][No description yet][No description yet][No description yet][No description yet][No description yet]Luke sings (I guess?). Laughter as Nicolai steers. Cécille laughs. Jules on the helm. Closeup of lines. Brad laughing. Richard (OBR) asks Luke what position they're currently in. Luke: "This can be answered by the expression on Jules' face. I think we're currently leading the yacht race." They laugh about Jules smilng. Cécille: "Yeah, leading. Which is nice. Another good sched." More discussion of Jules smiling. Simeon, below: "Hopefully we ca maintain the lead we have. But in the last leg we had a 100-mile lead on Brunel, and they came within" a few miles of their stern. Sunset, moonrise.Cécille, below, talks about how Jules strategy has paid off and they've picked up 40 miles on the other boats in one sched. Still a massive way to go and doldrums and stuff, but it's cool. Jules, at the nav station, looks at a chart. Jules, in the hatch, talks to Nicho, in the cockpit, about strategy. Nicho: Last two scheds are the two best scheds we've ever had. Now put some miles on Scallywag. And still some concern about Brunel and TTToP, with a little bit of leverage. "Minefield after minefield from here to New Zealand." When they were behind they were looking at these upcoming transitions as the opportunity to get past the leaders. So have to be careful. But still, rather be here than back there. Simeon trimming, Martine on the pedestal. Nicho (I think?) steering; Nicolai trimming.Nicho, below, talks about how cool it was last night pushing in 28 knots of wind. Can't talk on deck; just focus on your job. When the front that they're on breaks down there will hopefully be some compression. Pressure on the team, and has been since they damaged the mast in Leg 3. He thinks they're a better team than where they're sitting overall. Nicolai, below, talks about Simeon getting blown off the wheel, making a big bang. "Only one thing can make a bang that big, and that's him falling off the wheel." He just ran for the wheel and grabbed it. Crash cam footage of the incident. Simeon: "Reminds me of when I fall out of a tree as a young boy." At the nav station, Jules talks to Nicho about Dongfeng doing a peel; maybe that's why they fell back. Nicho: "We're just quick Jules." Jules: "The other two are quicker." Nicho laughs. Washing machine shots on deck, closeup of the rudder. Cool fisheye perspective shots. Stacking, shot from outside the lifelines with a GoPro on a pole. Slomo washing machine. Spray. Brad grinding. Someone (Luke?) gives a thumbs up. "Finally moving!"Simeon looks at Scallywag, sailing a quarter mile astern and to leeward. Simeon talks about sailing north, away from New Zealand. Talks wind and clouds with Nicho on the helm. Nicho looks for shadows of clouds. Martine on the helm. Nicolai on the helm, waving "goodbye" to Scallywag. Justin talks about staying in touch with Scallywag. Jules talks about a front coming. They flop in light conditions Shifting the stack forward. Nav station. Brad on deck as they go slow. Luke on the helm: points out the front behind them; expecting big things in the nxt three or four hours. Martine, Simeon putting on foulies. Sailing in more wind. Simeon in the pit; Cecille on the pedestal. Sail changes as it gets dark. Looks like J1 going up, MH0 coming down?Approaching a front. Jules a the nav station. Martine on the bow as they flop. "This feels wrong, very wrong. We're going the wrong way." Jules: tacked a little too early in hindsight. Very light. Very disappointed. Made the decision to tack too quickly. For the first sched it was okay, second sched not very good. Martine and Brad working on the foredeck. Knotmeter shows less than a knot. Drifting, slatting. Rolling up the MH0. Looking at the chart.Sailing in light winds, crew on the foredeck for weight. Then hoisting a new sail. Closeup of the knotmeter on the mast. Coiling line in the pit. Simeon: "Normal day at the office. Crew gatehring the J1 bare-headed on the bow. Crash cam footage of big wave washing over the cockpit. Bow cam, mast cam. Spreader cam view of reefing the main. Brad, below, recounts the big breeze, over 30 knots, then died down almost completely. Then relatively quickly straight to the J2, a couple of reefs in the main. Now up to 40 knots. In the space of about 4 hours saw everything. Windward rudder repair; Brad explains that it had become loose. Shot of nav software; Jules explains the situation. A windy, gusty night; some shipping as well. Concerns about islands in their path. Jules talking to Simeon about tacking. Nicho says a big bearing change on Scallywag. "Dongfeng's the one I'm interested in." Night vision stern cam view of crew tacking (?). Jules towels off his head at the nav station.Simeon gives a recap from the nav station. Bouncing upwind, everyone very close. Cat and mouse game; Brunel a little ahead. Lost a few miles during the J1 -> J2 change. That's the hardest change, getting the J1 away. Shot of them sailing upwind. Brunel to weather; three other boats astern. MAPFRE to leeward. Slomo of MAPFRE. Nicho on the helm. Jules at the nav station, talking about changing to the J2 before it gets dark. Red-light shot of the crew grinding. Shot of them going to weather with the J1 up. J1 being hoisted. Brad wresting a sail on the foredeck. Nicolai in the pit, then on the foredeck.Dockout. Brad clasps hands with people on the dock as they pull out. Simeon waves from the wheel. Prestart as they unfurl the MH0. Unzipping the J1 bag. Jules calling time to the start. "Racing with a header." Nicolai, on the wheel: "Racing." Dongfeng astern of them, Brunel (with Scallywag unfurling their MH0 visible beyond) sails down from above and behind them; TTToP and MAPFRE visible beyond them. Brad, looking to weather, calls wind: "Max pressure in 10." Pinching up to lee-bow Scallywag. Furling the MH0 to tack. Simeon in the pit, grinding with Cécille. Cécille with her Kiwi-accented English: "Light patch in 2. Building again in 5." She recaps their good start. Martine bagging the MH0 on the foredeck. Simeon, on the rail, talks about the building wind they'll likely see. He's happy to be leading, but points out they have 6,200 miles to go. Clip cuts off in mid-sentence.Kyle, in the cockpit, looks at the teaser images of the new America's Cup foiling monohulls. "It looks like a catamaran, but it's a monohull. I think it's cool. That's what the Amerca's Cup should be. Cutting edge, and the fastest monohull out there."Slomo shot of disembodied Bouwe head on a black background.Slomo shot of Kyle on the stern.Carlo, below, talks about being in the southern ocean conditions the last few days. "There's definitely times we're on deck that I'd rather be anywehre else than on this boat, and I just hate it. But there's a lot of times when I just love it." Annie, eating below, talks about the wind ligtening. Capey talks about how the pecking order may be already established, but they're doing their best to see if they can change that. Abby, on deck in the dusk, says they think they're deserving of a podium finish. "I think it will be disappointing if we're not on the podium." Capey, at the nav station: "It's a rich-get-richer situation." Annie: "It doesn't really matter where we were a week ago; it's where we finish." Shot of crew working on the bow for a sail change as spray comes over the bow. Peeling to a ligher-wind headsail (MH0?). Bouwe on the helm. Annie eating below. Abby bailing out the engine compartment. Clew of the headsail. Closeups of instruments below, and at the mast. Stacking below. Night shots of maneuvers in the cockpit. Day shot of coiling lines in the cockpit. Someone with a meal pack below.Kyle gets dressed below in the full-on gasketed foulies. Talks about the competition. Peter, below, talks about opportunities when it goes light again. Bouwe, below, talks about their choosing a more northern line. Peter and Kyle talk about how bad the conditions are on deck. Slomo washing machine footage of cockpit, shifting the stack. Annie: "Don't go to the death zone. Also known as the bow." Stack. Coiling line. Slomo winch. Abby rubs water from her face. Bouwe on the helm. Slomo washing machine in the cockpit, grinding.Annie, in the galley, talks about washing the mugs. She pours some hot chocolate. "You're giving away my special recipe here. Top secret stuff." Richard: "At what point does it become dangerous, Annie?" Annie [laughing]: "You'll see in a minute when I start pouring the boiling water." She pours in hot water, mixes the mug. Annie: "I think we're 25 to 30 degrees of heel, and it's quite choppy, being thrown forwards and backwards... It's taking me about 20 minutes to make 4 drinks." With her foulies on, she carries the four drinks up. Someone on deck: "Coffee time!" Annie: "Coffee time!" Shot of spray coming over the bow.Kyle sleeps in his bunk. Carlo touches his shoulder to wake him up. Kyle: "Fuck." Kyle talks to Bouwe, off camera, about Dongfeng's location. Bouwe: "No, no. They're 40 miles away." Kyle, to Carlo: "Wet hands." Carlo: "It's so wet outside." Kyle: "Yeah, it looks it." (Wonder if this is referring to the same fog from the 09:12:27 MAPFRE video.) Dishing food, eating. Annie eats in the background. Kyle: "Having lunch, which is rice slop, with tomato, I think. Which is very similar to every other meal we eat." Carlo walks by. Kyle: "He likes to wake you up with wet hands, which is very uncomfortable." Carlo: "C'mon, seagull; you like it." Capey, at the nav station, explains their situation. Kyle puts on his foulies. Goes on deck (yeah; looks heavily overcast at least, if not foggy), takes the wheel. Slomo shots of passing water. Shot of the "Team Brunel" branding on the foulies hanging below.Maciel jokes about how they're sailing in all kinds of weird directions in this leg. (They're sailing on starboard gybe and from the light it appears to be afternoon. I'm guessing this is from the afternoon of 2017-11-18, when they were sailing southwest, away from Cape Town.) Alberto, on the helm, agrees. Alberto: "We go west, and then we go south, and then we go north to go to Cape Town."Slomo of spray coming over the bow. Below, Capey talks to Bouwe in red light at the nav station. Bouwe announces below: "Gybing." mast cam view looking down, pit cam view looking aft, as Brunel gybes from starboard to port at sunset. We also catch a glimpse in the pit cam view of Richard (OBR) on the stern with a camera, then see his footage of Kyle grinding. Bouwe, in the cockpit, talks about the strategy of when they gybed, hope to cross Vestas. Below, Abby stacks. Sunset.Below, Bouwe talks in Dutch.Sunrise. Kyle coils a line while silhouetted against the sunrise. Below, Bouwe tells the crew they're gybing. On deck, we see the gybe from port to starboard. On the helm, Bouwe says it will be interesting to see if Vestas continues on the old gybe. Maciel points out Vestas. Telephoto shot of Vestas. Capey and Annie looking through binoculars. Stacking below. Abby, on deck: "We're on opposite gybes; looks like Vestas is just crossing in front." We see Vestas, on port gybe, cross a few hundred meters ahead of Brunel. Per the tracker, this cross was at 2017-11-17 1118 UTC. Slomo of cross. Peter on the helm with Vestas in the background. Carlo, in the cockpit: "I've never been racing so long, and still within a couple of minutes of each other." Capey at the nav station. Slomo of Carlo.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.Shot over the side as Brunel reaches on port. Annie, below, tells a disgusting story about having peed in the head, and going to pump it and having sewage fly out over her. Annie: "I've just had to clean the head and shower at the same time. It's the cleanest it's been. So I guess that's the silver lining." Carlo shows his bowl of food: "It looks something like this." Various shots of the head.Time-lapse shot that circles the horizon at sunset.Kyle and Peter get their equator-crossing initiation. I think maybe Capey is playing Neptune? Not full-on cosplay, though. Shot of the three inductees on the bow in the spray.Peter, Kyle showering, shirtless, in a rain squall. Carlo working the bow.Alberto talks in Italian.Carlo talks in Dutch.Peter talks about rain, showers, equator crossing, doldrums, competition.Below, Bouwe talks about competition, winds, minimal doldrum crossing, possibility of a restart in the last 100 miles into Capetown due to the high pressure there. Shots of wheel, compass, Annie talking on rail, horizon.Peter sits to leeward and calls sail trim. Beyond him we see AkzoNobel to leeward. Kyle, on the helm, talks about boats visible ahead of them. Kyle: "Two of them. Must be MAPFRE and Vestas." We see a distant shot of the two boats ahead of them, the boat to starboard (which I think is Vestas) more visible than the one to port (which I think is MAPFRE). Maciel stands in the forward hatch talking about the nearby competitors. Carlo, on the bow, talks about how they have the best sailor in the world (Peter) on the helm to try to catch them. Shot of Peter on the helm. Clouds ahead of them.Kyle, in the cockpit: "This winch is back-winding." Kyle disassembles a which. Kyle explains: "Just have some broken springs in the which, which started to back-wind under load, which could be very dangerous. If you've got a lot of load on the sheet, and the winch starts spinning backwards then the handles will spin and if it hits you and the thing's unloading you can break your wrist." Kyle, on the low side working on the winch, is wet from spray. He asks Annie, on the helm: "A little less heel, please, Annie." Close up of the broken spring. Below, Abby calls up: "Still got longer to come down." (Maybe she's securing the backing plate as the winch is reassembled?) Below, Kyle wipes his face with a towelette. Talks about being 40 minutes late to go off-watch. Realizes that there's a sail change to do, which will take him back on deck. Carlo, on the bow, pulls a new sail forward. Kyle grinds a winch. Kyle goes below. Shot of Kyle sleeping in his bunk with earbuds in.Alberto sits in the cockpit laughing quietly. Off-camera, Abby asks him something. He points at the camera.Carlo, below, talks about needing to replace the end-fitting on the outrigger. He shows the fitting, and talks about the outrigger. He and Abby work on it. Then Carlo talks about Peter working on it, and we see Peter doing that. Abby talks to Richard, showing the sheared threaded piece that had been left in, that Peter apparently extracted. More shots of the repair. On deck, Bouwe offers praise: "Nice job! Twenty-four hours!"On deck during a rain shower (with sun and blue sky in the background) Kyle, shirtless, showers in the water dripping from the main. Alberto steers in light airs. Bow shot with the stack forward in about 5 knots of wind. Below, Peter works on a metal part held by vice grips. (Update: Per Bouwe's text update today, believe this was Peter repairing the broken end of the outrigger.) Abby below in the bow, laundry hanging below. On deck, shot of the runner blocks with clothes hanging from the stern lifeline. Maciel stands in the pit. POV GoPro shot of someone (not sure who) up the mast checking the rigging.Below, by the galley, Bouwe talks in Dutch. Alberto talks in Italian about the fleet and the leg.Bouwe calls for the stack to be shifted forward as the wind lightens. Closeup of a winch turning. Bouwe, on the mainsheet, talks about the breeze having dropped from 18 knots to 6 knots. He talks about a big cloud, with rain, that has "sucked all the wind up." Below, shifting the stack forward. Maciel, eating as the sails flop, talks about the light conditions. Shot looking up at what I'm guesing might be the J0 partly rolled up as a windseeker, flopping in the foretriangle.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."We see the following message on a phone: "Subject: mail to Peter Burling / Huge congrats mate, World sailor of the year! Well-deserved. Love you heaps. Hope all going well for you. Mum and Dad" Abby, below in foulies with a headlamp on: "We've got some great news that's just come in from Peter Burling's parents. It was World Sailor of the Year last night, and Peter has won the award. He doesn't know yet, so we're gonna go and give him the news." On deck in the early morning, Peter is trimming the mainsheet. Abby hands him the phone. Abby: "Read this." Peter does, chuckles, looks around. Abby gives him a thumbs up and a clap on the shoulder, shakes his hand. Abby: "Nice one." Shot of Kyle on the helm with the sunrise behind him. Peter talks about the people who helped him, how he's stoked. Abby leaves. Peter: "Part of Team New Zealand, just a small part of a 90-person team." Keeps trimming. Not gonna get much of a reaction from him. Kyle (of Team Oracle), from the helm: "I'm absoluetely thrilled for him. Couldn't be happier." People laugh.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.Maciel, below in his foulies, talks about their position in the race, first in Italian, then in Spanish.Kyle, shirtless in his bunk, laughing: "I was pretty broken this morning. Haven't had a lot of sleep, so I'm looking forward to getting a few hours now before we gybe back. I'm pretty broken, but this is just the beginning, so it's only going to get worse." Richard: "Is this what you expected?" Kyle: "Yeah; we've done a bit of training, and this is what we've trained for. Still very inexperienced, still have a lot to learn. We haven't had consecutive days downwind, which is what we're going to have now. So I think the next few days are gonna be tough."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.Charles talking below (in French). Anyone have a translation?Sunrise. Carolijn: "We have come from very far. We have fought really hard to get where we are. So I think we should be happy with a third place. It's a little early to say; it's not over till it's over." Horace: "We still working hard to catch MAPFRE and Vestas." Jack: "We've been at the very bad bit. Hopefully we can stay here or get further ahead." Sunrise. Charles talks below about wishing the race committee would shorten the course to avoid having to sail in the very light conditions at the end. Someone (Horace?) working on the outrigger. Jérémie on the helm.Horace talks with Richard on deck in the morning. Richard: "At this point, how much would third place mean to you?" Horace: "Third place?" Richard: "Yeah." Horace (smiling): "We're not finished." Richard (laughs): "Good answer." Horace: "So... anything will be happening at the finish line. So we'll be, maybe, we'll finish by first, no?"Carolijn: "We're a bit like pirates, a like spies. We keep a check on each other." Carolijn looks through binoculars at AkzoNobel in the distance, then Pascal does the same.Below, in the galley, Horace talks in Mandarin. The only thing I catch is "AIS". He seems excited, though, and finishes with a thumbs up.Shot out the companionway as Dongfeng goes to weather on starboard in 15 knots of wind. Carolijn on the helm; Jack leans on the grinder pedestal. Charles, at the nav station, gives a position report (I think?) over a microphone to the cockpit. Horace, getting his foulies on below: "It's getting exciting. We are getting closer to the top three boats, and AkzoNobel is visible in the AIS area... We still have 20 hours until we are arriving in Lisbon. So... we are working hard." Above, Horace stands on the outrigger rigged at the shrouds, doing something to the clew of the J2 (?). Richard: "Smile!" Horace makes the "shaka" gesture. Jérémie on the helm, talks to Charles in French via the intercom, while Stu listens from the grinder handles. Horace works on the stack.Horace, below at the galley: "I like it when we're arriving at the pontoon, at the shore, we have the fresh food. It's much better than this one." Marie: "Yes. Of course... It's food, so it's good for the body..." Horace: "Let me ask you a question: When you are arriving on the pontoon, what's the first thing you want to do?" Marie: "A big steak, with french fries!" Horace: "You don't want to shower?" Marie: "No... after." Horace: "We will have our beer, on the pontoon." Marie: "Celebrate our victory with all the team." Horace: "Victory!" Marie: "Yeah!" They laugh. Horace, to Richard: "You see?"A single drone shot in light winds as Dongfeng sails under Masthead 0 (I think) and staysail. Camera approaches from the port quarter at about 50 feet altitude, then rises and passes over the mastead and continues, showing an empty horizon.Charles, at the nav station, talks in French (about their position relative to the other boats? No idea, really. Need a french-speaking obsessive to help out with translation).Jérémie on the helm, silhouetted against the sunrise, with two competitors visible behind them (per the tracker, TTToP on the left and Brunel on the right). Another shot, this time of Pascal looking at the other two boats. Clew of the Masthead 0. Later in the morning, Stu talks in the cockpit: "Battling it out for fourth through seventh here at the moment." Stu asks Pascal, below, if he has information from the 0700 position report. Pascal responds that he does, and starts reading it out. Stu winces. Stu: "A lot of work to do here." Carolijn cranking a winch; Horace stacking below.Horace, below, looking at instruments: "For now 1 knot. We are 1.7." He continues in voiceover as we see several shots of Dongfeng flopping in light winds: "It's a very, very light wind. We are sailing very slow, just a 2 or 3 knot boatspeed. It's quite boring. We got Scallywag, Turn the Tide, but now we are four boats sailing around this last-boats area, and when the wind comes in we want to be the first boat to catch the new pressure."Jérémie, shirtless, talks on the bow in French as Dongfeng flops in no wind. He switches to English: "It's very obvious we're in no wind, but when you're in it you don't feel comfortable." Talks about strategy and the competition. Shots of them flopping; distant shot of Brunel behind them.Horace, below, talks at length in Mandarin. I've got nothing. Shanghai Sailor? Translation help?Jérémie, below: "I have a special message today. It's the 24th of October, and my son Jack is now 10 years old, so I want to say to you, joyeux anniversaire, happy birthday, and I can't wait to see you in Lisbon."Night shot of the young moon over the heads of the crew in the cockpit. Stu, below, talks about the night. It was hectic, it got dark, they entered the Strait of Gibraltar, forecast was for winds over 30 knots especially on the exit. They first reefed with the Masthead 0, then peeled to the Fractional 0. "It's far too early in the race to be risking anything. Nice short sea state; wind against tide. So we've got plenty on at the moment. The wet-weather gear is getting a good working. Just have to survive for the next few hours and the breeze should drop off again." Crew in the cockpit; Pascal at the nav station. Stacking below. Night vision shots of crew in the cockpit gybing reefed main, washing machine, foredeck.Beautiful shot of sunset behind the clouds as they pass Gibraltar. Pascal says he doesn't know how to say it in English, but in French you'd say the clouds are lenticular (which is the same in English). Pascal: "In one hour we are going to catch more wind, perhaps quite a strong wind." He talks about how on the first night they "catch something on the boat", and as a result they have been slow compared to the other boats. "Also we sail very bad... But we are going to fight very hard until the arrival, and finger crossed." More sunset shots; Pascal looking to leeward as the light fades.Shots of crew sleeping, working the grinders. Pascal, below, rubs his eyes. Jack eating. Mood seems somber. Jack talks about them approaching the Strait of Gibralter, where they'll have at least 30 knots of wind and a narrow passage that will require lots of gybing.Drone shots of Dongfeng reaching on port tack in light wind with the Masthead 0 (I think?) and J3 as a staysail.Abby, below, is getting diving gear (a mask?) out of a locker and handing it up on deck. She explains to Richard that they're going to do a quick back-down because they think they have something on the keel. Abby: "Kyle's ready to jump over the side." On deck they furl, then turn into the wind. Kyle in shorts and a swim mask, puts a GoPro camera on his head. Maciel stands by with a coil of line tied to Kyle's arm. We see his view as he dives in and checks the appendages, then see a view of it again from the deck. He surfaces. Kyle: "Clear! I'll check aft!" He swims to the stern, then we see him being helped from the water. (When did he pass the GoPro back?) Kyle explains that there was nothing on the keel when he got down there, but that they were already going backwards so whatever it was may have fallen off on its own.Stu: "Clear sky on that side of the cloud." Charles: "But it looks more windy here than here, no?" Someone off camera (Charles? Pascal?): "Starboard is going to be a nightmare." Carolijn: "Painful." Stu (disgusted): "Fuck." Horace moving the stack forward. Carolijn: "The wind's just gone ligher on us... Could be an option to gybe out and split from the fleet. But at the same time the wind's very right at the moment. We've decided we're going to stick with the fleet and see what the pressure's going to do ahead of us." Sounds like maybe Stu was advocating for gybing onto starboard, but Charles overruled. (Per tracker, most of the fleet did end up gybing onto starboard while Dongfeng and Mapfre continued longer on port. Those that gybed earlier did better, leading to Dongfeng entering the Strait of Gibralter in last place.)At sunrise running in a good breeze through the Med. Bouwe: "It's very nice sailing. We've got 15-18K of breeze, downwind, so that's always good. But you think back to yesterday, and we got a penalty in the first inshore lap. I think was not correct, because we MAPFRE was to weather of us. But we had to do a penalty turn... And then we had a huge wrap in our spinnaker, which was quite expensive... About a half an hour before we got it unwrapped." Kyle on the helm.Pascal, at nav station, is not happy. "We lost a lot to the fleet, so not really a good choice." Night shots of crew gybing, grinding. Shifting the nav station below, stacking below. Pascal and Charles at the nav station, looking concerned.