Jack gets his heavy weather foulies on below. Jack: Like a newborn man! [He laughs.] Crash cam footage of cockpit washing machine Libby calls out the predictions for more wind. Ben in the cockpit getting dressed: We're just going around the Hebrides, and we're getting ready to peel from the MH0 to something else. Breeze has built since we went off watch. 30 knots at the moment. Shots on deck of whitecaps. Slomo washing machine.Close up of Henry's foulies. He gets his boots on. Henry: Sailing is a complex sport. Talks about wind, weather, technique. Every single day is different. He sits at the nav station with Dee. Dee: Attention to detail. He loves data. Very performance-driven. Henry writes in a notebook. He talks about the level of intensity, how close the racing is. On deck, he talks about the drag race. Vestas 24 miles to windward. He thinks once the shift comes it will be pretty close. Below, Henry: Keep pushing, on day 7, day 11, day 12. It can come down to just a few minutes at the end. He dries off below.Cool drone shots of TTToP sailing fast on starboard. Lucas goes on deck. Below, he tells about his earliest memories of going out on the water. Had some early near-drowning experiences that frightened his mum (he jokes). Slomo shots of Lucas in the washing machine. "It's nine months of nonstop sailing, which is cool. But can also be quite tiring." Pushing on, keeping the intensity. He gets out of his bunk, gets dressed. "This is the worst part. As soon as you put these on you want to take them straight off again." (re: the fouies). Talks about the challenges of the current conditions. He sits at the nav station with Dee. She talks about Lucas: He's a real find... Good in tough conditions. Confident around the boat. Good team player. Good on the helm: a natural surfer. Lucas: I've always looked up to the Volvo, and the guys that have done it. The elite of offshore sailing. Drone shot.Crew goofing: "Ooooh! Let's go sailing." Sailing on port in stronger wind. Outrigger. Alex, Marcus smiling. Libby at the nav station. Pressure to the south. The more they can hook into that, the better. Trystan puts on foulies; talks about it being nice that they're dry again. Slomo shots of them sailing fast. Spray. Libby talks about trying to pass Akzo. Trystan lies in his bunk. Four days to go. Alex, above him, says it's three. "Last day doesn't count." Annemieke steers in goggles. Slomo spray coming over the bow.Rob sleeping below. Asking about the last sched. "Pretty good. Gained on everybody." Rob explains that he just woke up; describes his wake up routine as he gets his foulies on. Talks about close competition with Dongfeng. Willy gets his foulies on behind him. Gets everything ready, grabs his drink holder, and out the companionway. Later (I assume) he takes off his foulies below. Willy and he are on watch together. Their counterparts are Pablo and Blair, so they alternate with them. Rob eating two freeze-dried meals mixed together. Rob's primarily a driver. Everyone doing their part to make the boat go quick. He reminisces about his first race, when he was a driver/tirmmer. Then a watch captain for his last 4 races. "Cracking the whip, really."Below, Alberto eats. Who knew he had so much gray in his hair? Kyle gets undressed. He explains that it's pretty awful below. Rough conditions, very warm, engine running, 30 knots of wind, very uncomfortable. Alberto getting dressed. Kyle: Outside is better, but not by a lot. Tough conditions, but fast. Alberto goes on deck. Kyle: I can't wait for the doldrums. Looking forward to getting some good sleep when it's nice and dry; recharging the batteries. Stern cam shot on deck as they sail upwind in rough conditions. Cockpit shots of spray. Bouwe at the nav station. He explains that it's blowing 24-30 knots. It's the most uncomfortable sailing you can do on a boat like this. Talks about "all the guys and Sally" not liking it. Below, Alberto talks about the heel angle. The whole boat is humid. Smell is horrible. Time to slow down and give a break to the boat.Below, Stacey puts on multiple layers of cold-weather foulies. She talks about how it's a long process getting dressed. Stacey: "Like Charlie said it's Monday; we've got one week of work and then we're on vacation." Shots of the crew in the cockpit as Vestas sails fast on port gybe. Wake. Washing machine. Tony on the helm. Tony goes below, takes off his cowl. "Wow. Another wet one." Tony talks about their performance being good, good scheds, 24-hour longest run possibility. Says there's a sched coming in now. Tony takes off his foulies and layers. Jena talks about how it's cold, but fast, and that a sched is coming in. "Hopefully still fast." Charlie, in his bunk, looks at SiFi at the nav station. SiFi: "Yeah; we're longest run again." Later he talks to Martin: "We're going well in this windy stuff which is nice. It's a race to the east, to stay in front of the front." Talks about it being tricky, needing to try to avoid the high pressure above and behind. "A couple of days of fast sailing, then it's going to get tricky."Shot of foulies hanging below. On deck, Sophie is bundled up. She talks about how it's become colder and all the clothes she's wearing. Not going to go much further south, though. Pretty cold at night, but not as bad in the day. Windier, so wet, so that adds to the cold. Támara, in a cowl, puts sunscreen (?) on her lips and cheeks. Slomo closeup of Rob scowling in his ear-flaps hat. Below, in the galley, Ñeti makes coffee. He talks in Spanish. On deck, trimming the mainsheet, he drinks it. From the cabin, he hoists his coffee mug to the camera.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.Shot from the cabin aft toward the cockpit, where crew is silhouetted against the evening sky as TTToP sails fast on starboard gybe. Pretty sure this is from the previous evening when they were north of Madeira, before they gybed to port around 19:18 UTC. Below, in her neoprene hood at the nav station, Liz talks to Sam: "We just gybed west next to Madeira. Looks like this might be our last gybe on starboard." (This would have been the gybe around 22:37 UTC.) Liz: "Just got the [2300] position report in; it's not ideal. A long way to go. About 40 miles from the first boat. We're going to have to push quite hard, but we'll hopefully catch them up when they start slowing down... A bit disappointed, because we thought we'd been pushing quite hard. But obviously not as hard as the others. So we're gonna have to try a bit harder." Lights on Madeira; the loom of a lighthouse. Shot of someone (Liz?) unvelcro-ing the cuff of her foulies. Martin, below in his bunk, says something I can't quite decipher: "We just gybed, [something something] behind us and Atlantic Ocean straight ahead." Sam pans down from Martin in his bunk to Nicolas asleep in the bunk below him.