Sailing south on port tack at sunrise. Washing machine. Bianca, in the cockpit, cheers they're having entered the Southern Ocean (she thinks). Dee: We're still winning. Enjoy it while we can. We had a great first 48 hours. Now have the fleet breathing down their necks. Sending it into the south. Isn't getting cold yet but it will be. Slomo washing machine cascade from the companionway.