Oy. Dee and Liz as Neptune prod Bernardo, who's in his bunk, with a trident. Dee: "Let's go, pollywog." On deck Bernardo seems legitimately groggy. He and Bleddyn are herded forward and strapped to the weather daggerboard. Liz: "We've got similar reasons for punishment. One, you're a little too beautiful. And two, we have public displays of nudity. Don't do that!" (poke, poke) She takes a pair of scissors. "What do you want: the eyebrows or the hair?" Bleddyn chooses hair. Bernardo takes the set-aside trident and prods at Liz; Dee intervenes and takes it. "I shall prod them from a distance." Liz cuts a reverse mohawk into Bleddyn, then Bernardo. They put red hair dye in their eyebrows. Bernardo: "Freddy? Come and dance for us. Come and dance for us." Frederico does a quick dance in the cockpit. Bernardo: "This is not fair." It's over, thank god.Tony and Simon are sitting on the weather rail. Tony is in the middle of a story about seeing an iceberg. "It was right there, hundreds of meters long, 25, 30 meters high, or whatever they are. And that was the one you can see in the middle of the day... And then nighttime comes and radar's got targets everywhere. And those are only the big ones. Can't see the bus or car-sized ones." Simon, at the nav station, talks about being near the exclusion zone. Simon explains about how the trailing boats have had an easier time, while the lead boats have had to stair-step along the edge of the exclusion zone. Shot of the computer screen showing the exclusion zone. Tony points out the "wall". "Must have painted it gray; it blends right in." Nick is getting dressed; he tells a bedtime story to Jena, in her bunk. "Once upon a time there were 7 lonely sailboats in the Southern Ocean, on their way to Melbourne." He explains to Sam: "I'm telling the Swiss Miss girl." "On their way to Melbourne to have a very hot Southern Hemisphere Christmas. And then, the wild and scary Race Committee decided to put a liquid Himalaya ice gate that we had to climb atop, so we wouldn't be there for Christmas Day." Jena: "Did they steal our Christmas?" Nick and Tom are internal-stacking onto the port side; Tom mimes being attacked by killer bees. "They're eating my eyes!" On the helm, Chuy says there's a rule, like on a bus: Don't speak to the driver. Jena, sitting in the cockpit in a balaclava: "I actually got a little sad, because I feel Santa will never find us out here." SiFi: "It's true. I didn't even bring my stocking." Tom: "No Christmas for you. We're gonna keep you at sea. Make you sail around waypoints forever!" Jena jokes about a broken candycane being in 3 pieces so they can share. Tony and SiFi talk about icebergs. Tony doesn't need to see any more of them. SiFi: "They make the ice gates on a good scientific basis." Tony: "I've passed south of one that was 30 miles long, and it was no fun... I've dodged them, and been just about able to touch them from the wheel. That's how close we were... If they've got the information, as SiFi says, it'd be negligent not to act on it... Safety. Safety first." Sunset.MAPFRE is sailing fast on starboard gybe in high wind. Blair approaches. Louis, trimming the main, asks: "You gonna drive?" Blair: "Yeah." Blair takes the helm (can't see from whom). Epic footage of them surfing. Louis, to Jen: "Wild ride, huh?" Jen: "Yeah." Louis explains how they've gybed, and the waves are up, and it's "nicer to keep it at a consistent 23 [boatspeed]". He mentions they had a broach before. We see the crashcam footage from the earlier video of them broaching. Louis: seems to be enjoying himself, talks about enjoying the sailing. washing machine. Someone (can't see who) has their life jacket inflate from the wave. They laugh.Liz, sitting on the stack, jokes that Freddy's not very happy with the cruise he booked. Frederico, on the helm, goes along, talking about how he didn't see as many islands as he expected, but the food was very good. Can't complain. "The company was the best. You can see all my girls here." [laughter] "Not my girls; my friends. Sleeping was also very good, very comfortable, now that we are using the sleeping bags." Francesca, on the leeward side, talks about trying to see land, but being unable to see anything. Per the tracker, this would have been around 2017.11.21 09:09:58 UTC, when they were passing within a few miles of Tristan de Cunha. Liz, looking to leeward: "It's a bit of a dilemma on the old 'Land Ho' call. You'd normally need to see it to be able to make the call. We know it's 7 miles away, and you can see a little darkness in the fog. Do you call it? Or not?" We see an albatross to leeward. Liz (?) takes a gopro on a strut forward and gets slomo shots of spray from the J2 tack. She laughs. Slomo of Henry on the helm in the washing machine.At the nav station, Nicolas talks with Dee about the latest sched. Nicolas: "It's not that drama." (?) Dee: "Yeah, thank god." Nicolas: "It is possible to think that they were 150 miles ahead." Dee: "Easily." Dee talks to Sam: "So where we thought life was ending for us, all is not lost. We're the furthest west, which is where Nico wanted to be." On deck in the evening, standing in the pit, Liz says: "I'm gonna go and have a celebratory dump because we just had a great sched." Lucas: "You made that word up. Celebrate-y isn't even a word, is it?" Liz: "Celebratory? Yes, celebratory is totally a word." Lucas: "It's not a word." Liz: "It is. It is a word. I just said it, so it must be a word. It came out of my mouth, so it is a word. Celebratory, celebratory, celebratory..." On the stern, Liz squats down and acts like she's about to pull down her shorts, then straighens up and laughs. Liz: "Get out of it." Two crewmembers (I think maybe Annalise on the helm and Bianca sitting forward of the helm?) laugh.In early mornnig Steve steers. Winds are about 7 knots with Scallywag on port gybe. Witty stands next to Steve and does narration for a mock TV show, the "Steven Hayles Breakfast Show." Witty: "Lovely morning here on Scallywag!" He introduces the crew: "the definining chin laws Tom Clout" (?) (on mainsheet), Alex Gough. Witty: "We also have our raging psychopath safety officer, John F-f-f-fisher." Camera pans to reveal Fish wearing what looks like a muzzle as he stands at the aft pedestal. Witty: "From the northern beaches of Amsterdam, Dr. Clogs!" Annemieke, wearing a false gray beard, gives a thumbs up. Steve asks Dr. Clogs: "Our skipper David has a rash on his scrotum, and I would like to know how these two are meant to apply the Sudocrem." Annemieke is unable to answer. [Edit: Video appears to have been removed, presumably by VOR media people in response to the Rule 69 protest referencing it? Dunno.]Emily, below, pours from the kettle into a food bag. Emily: "I think probably the hardest thing to get used to on this boat is always being wet." Shot on deck of spray coming over the bow. Luke, on deck at the stern getting doused: "It's just challenging at the moment becuase you're constantly wet." He talks about stuffing people's wet things into an empty food bag to get it out of the way. Luke: "I see there's a bit of a rabbits nest of wet clothing gathering below... People will be asking where their wet stuff is, pretty soon, looking to dry it out. I think it's pretty much gone for the race." Emily: "A tiny bit of water down your neck seal, and all your thermals are wet... I'm still wearing the same wet thermals that I put on when I left the dock a couple of days ago." Emily and Simeon eating below. Simeon says something to her about chocolate, jokes about losing his credibility (?). Simeon: "I always find the first 24 hours tough. Then you get used to you're always damp. You smell like a web Labrador that just jumped in the mud. But when everything is like that, evertying becomes simple as well... You appreciate your warm meal out of a plastic bag. Whole group... [gestures at Emily] Good company." Camera pans to Emily, who keeps eating without looking up or acknowleding the remark.