Willy Altadill / MAPFRE

gender Male
Támara talks in the cockpit in Spanish about the competition while trimming. Rob is on the wheel behind her. A boat is visible on the horizon behind them. Rob, on the helm, talks about passing Taiwan and sailing north, away from New Zealand, to set up for a better wind angle once they get to the tradewinds. Slomo of Brunel to port of them, then of Brunel and Dongfeng. Slomo of Támara, Xabi. Grinding, slomo grinding by Blair. Closeup of winch. Pablo on helm with Brunel behind them and to leeward. Willy on the bow lowers a furled headsail.Below, Joan explains that they have just passed the Phillippines, and have about 370 miles to go to the finish. Tricky, because there's a lot of traffic (oh yeah) and they don't always have lights. Sophie on deck: "The most enjoyable part of this leg for me was the start. Was sad to leave home, but it was really cool to go down the bay, and then turn left and go down the coast where I grew up surfing." Willy talks in Spanish. Louis: "There hasn't been a best part of the leg, man. THIS is the best part of the leg, because we're a day from the dock." Támara talks, laughing, in Spanish. Blair talks about the tradewind sailing, that being the highlight. Louis: "The worst part of the leg was when we came out of the doldrums and pretty much were dropped by the entire fleet." Willy talks in Spanish. Sophie: "Some of those days in the doldrums. They were pretty tough." Blair talks about the doldrums. Támara talks in Spanish. Sunset. Gybing with land behind them. Rob, on the helm, smiles. Islands. Drone shots of them sailing past islands.Sophie, invisible in the dark, talks about how it's been painful. Not a lot of wind, Dongfeng is a long way ahead and AkzoNobel has passed them... Quite frustrating. Xabi's voice, announcing AkzoNobel's position. Crew stacking forward on the bow in red headlamps. Views of stars, sounds of slow sailing. In the dawn, Blair holds the clew of the J1 as they flop. Talks in detail about how frustrating it is, how a big cloud came through and compressed the fleet. They went from furthest north boat and the fleet compressed and sailed around them. Daybreak now; it's fully glassed. AkzoNobel was most frustrating; went from 2 miles behind them before the cloud to 6 miles in front, sailing a half-mile to leeward of them. Willy, sitting on the lowered J1 on the bow, talks in Spanish about the wind and the competition. Blair on the helm. Sunrise. Glassy conditions. Rob on the helm. Joan looking around. Willy and Blair sit under the clew of the MH0, talking.Sophie, on the aft pedestal, summarizes where they stand. Have gained back on the two lead boats, AkzoNobel and Dongfeng. Blair, trimming, talks about how they caught sight of the other two boats that morning sooner than they expected; MAPFRE got some good pressure and the other two boats got stuck a little too low, such that "Vestas and us caught them a little bit." Now into tradewind sailing. Now they're in the same wind so it's all down to boatspeed. Maybe there will be more clouds at night that allows for bigger gains and losses. Sophie: "I think we're all pretty excited to be back at the front of the fleet." Willy stands at the shrouds looking up at the sails. Shot of Dongfeng ahead of them. Támara looking forward. Sunset. A bird (a Brown Booby, I think) flies above the masthead. Pole shots of the rudder, the wake.Pablo, sitting ahead of the wheel as MAPFRE reaches on starboard, talks in Spanish about the competition. Rob, on the wheel: There's a split in the fleet, and you had to decide inshore or offshore. A bit of current offshore, but also better breeze. "We lost out bigtime, actually. The two leaders are far ahead." Talks about moving past Vestas and TTToP, and gaining some miles on the leaders. Willy, on the middle pedestal, talks about how of course it's good to gain miles on the leaders, but it's a long race, and you need to realize that the bungee stretches and comes back. "Winning more than losing. Still a long time to go." Pablo talks in Spanish. Shots at night: moonlight, full moon past clew of the sail, ratcheting the stack. In the sunrise, Blair and Xabi laugh about something on the aft pedestal. Wake shot of sunrise. Closeups: The wheel, Támara's face, Willy grinding. Slomo shots of Vestas to port and behind, and then astern of them. Louis works the outrigger, then gets hoisted out to the clew of the A3 to do something with the sheets.MAPFRE is sailing fast on starboard gybe, triple-heading. On the aft pedestal, Támara talks in Spanish. Willy talks in Spanish. Támara talks more in Spanish. Blair talks with the coastline visible behind him: "VMG'd all night. All day today. Quite a few gybes actually. Very reminiscent of the ice gate, but slightly warmer here. Right by the coast." He talks about how the fleet has compressed. AkzoNobel caught up and passed everyone. They just passed Vestas. Shot of Vestas (I think?) inside them. Shot of AzkoNobel behind and to weather of them. Vestas crossing in front of them on starboard gybe, land visible behind them, while MAPFRE sails on port gybe. Shot from the cockpit as they gybe from starboard to port. Another gybe from the cockpit, this time from port to starboard. Closeups of grinding, winches. Pretty drone shot with MAPFRE on starboard gybe in the foreground, competitor (Vestas?) silhouetted by the low sun ahead of them.Willy, on the stern trimming the mainsheet, talks in Spanish saying something about two days, Dongfeng, ice gate, fighting, sleeping, cold. (3 years of high school Spanish, folks.) Xabi, his arm around the runner, talks to Jen while Willy steers. He talks about having a long board now since the gybe this morning, so people can sleep/recover. They've had a whole off-watch. He offers Jen water. Jen: "No thanks." Xabi talks in Spanish. Xabi talks to someone off-camera (Rob?) in English. Xabi: "Last time the Southern Ocean leg was very hard as well, you remember? Lots of gybing..." Then the storm after the... spreader broken [?]. Xabi: "I think the last 48 hours have been very intense. For us, [points toward Dongfeng ahead and to windward] for both of us for sure. We've done, I haven't counted, more than 20 gybes, and it's been very hard. But it's good fun as well, we've had good battle with Dongfeng. We passed them, they passed us again, and now they are 3 miles [?] away... It's one week to go, hopefully after today and tomorrow we will gybe, and have little bit quiet for the last week, but it's going to be windy again, and it's going to be a full-on fight with Dongfeng." Willy, on the mainsheet, jokes about sending a message to his friend. "Please! [something] come and save me!"Willy talks in Spanish: "I miss land in general." Rob, on the helm, talks about missing things on shore: "Communication with the outside world, human interaction." Támara talks in Spanish. Sophie: "Not having any nice food, fresh food, veggies." Xabi talks about the good sched and where they stand compared to Dongfeng and the competitors behind them. Rob talks about the hydrogenerator, how much they've been using it. Xabi and Joan at the nav station. Willy goes up the mast; shot of them grinding him up in the cockpit, him calling to them to stop. Sunset. Very-low-altitude drone shots.Sophie, on the foredeck in the warm sun, shows how the J3 bag is torn. Sophie: "Well, this is what a bunch of water over the deck will do to your bag. So I'm going to try to sew it up so we can use it again." Shots of Sophie sewing. She talks about how the calm weather is a nice time to dry out and fix things for the next windy patch. Willy, on the helm, talks in Spanish. Shot of Rob, shirtless, on the wheel. Clothes drying on deck. Crew sleeping in the bow. Rob doing pushups. Sophie: "We're all warming up now, and taking our weather gear off. Hopefully we'll get some rain clouds soon and we can pull the soap out and have some showers. Clean ourselves, it'll be good. We're all sweaty and pretty gross at the moment." Willy and Sophie continue to talk about the doldrums and showers. Behind Sophie we see AkzoNobel a few miles east of them. Sophine puts the J3 back in the repaired bag. At sunset we see AkzoNobel, now on the west side of them silhouetted by the sun.We see them tacking from port to starboard, then stacking the sails forward on the port side. Interview with Willy (in Spanish) about Dongfeng. Sunset shot of the helm; closeup of a winch being cranked.MAPFRE sails on port gybe with Spanish coast visible in the background. This must have been just before or just after Gibraltar. Pablo talks in Spanish. Shots of them sailing close to shore. Sunset. Willy on the bow getting wet while securing the stack. Night shot of the lights of the Spanish coast.