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High drone shot of AkzoNobel with Brunel and MAPFRE behind them. Martine grinding as they peel to the MH0. Martine: after the mark in Aarhus, being so far behind we didn't expect to be in this position. But after a lot of flat out, no-sleep watches, here we are. Brad trimming with the other boats behind them. "Last day of it all. I'm feeling a sense of relief, but it's all on back there. No thought about resting tomorrow; next eight hours is going to be flat out. No eating no sleeping no drinking for the next eight hours. It's all on." Low drone shot from ahead.

Nicolai on the helm. MAPFRE and Brunel in their wake. Nicho: You're in the lead, but they're so close it's not really. Gotta sail as fast as we can, mode the boat, hopefully that will be enough. But it's going to be on, all day; here we go. Hasn't' been much sleep the last few days. Carlo talks to Jules below: Where's the Dongers? Jules explains how they went inside. "Could pay off for them; could not. Models aren't particularly clear." Nav screen shows them entering the little gap in the exclusion zone. He stands in the hatch and shows Simeon the route on a tablet. Simeon: Pretty good. [He sounds half asleep.] "Good feeling to be in home waters." Shots of Brunel and MAPFRE behind them. Nicho: Stress. You can cut it with a knife back there between those two boats. Still have Dongfeng... not as strong a position tactically, but can't tell. He talks about the exciting day ahead.

Blair, below: So, real interesting one. Final appraoch to the Hague and the end of the race, and we knew it would be the case, but there's these TSS's that are a massive exclusion zone. Have to make a choice off Denmark which way to go. We were lining up to go on the inside, down toward Germany and along the beaches on the top of Holland; made a late call to go to the west. As a result we lost quite a lot on Brunel and AkzoNobel who had decided to go this way earlier, and doing so we split from Dongfeng who were carrying on down. It's a tricky one, but at the end of the day we have to do what we think is right to get us there fastest, and both the boats we had to beat are going different ways, and we feel this way's fastest. Got Brunel about a mile above us now, so we're gonna have to fight to the end. But that's the way it is. All good really. Wouldn't want it any other way. Not long to the finish now, definitely in the final sprint. Probably no sleep now for sure. Not that there's been much sleep. There's gonna be compression toward the finish as well. Lot of light stuff and gybing... Plenty to play for. Just glad we're here and in the fight. It's been a busy few days, just looking forward to finishing off well. Black and white shot of the cockpit. Mast cam view of lowering the J1. Loud shot of the cockpit. Conversation between Blair and Joan at the nav station. Xabi in the pit. Slomo. Blair on the helm.

Drone shot of Carlo working the bow; looks like the end of a peel to the J1 from the MH0 (or J0). Below, Carlo takes off his foulies. Sam: How's it going? Carlo: It was tough. Feels like we've gone through about 20 transitions in the last day. Lot of peeling, and not a lot of sleep. It's a bit frustrating. It's a tough leg. Bouwe, in the hatch: Who has got such unbelievably stinky feet? (Sees Carlo.) Ah, the cloggy! You should wear clogs instead of boots. Carlo: That's what you get when you do hard work on the bow, mate. Bouwe: We've dialed it up quite a bit. We've got leverage on them now. They're probably four miles ahead, so everything to play for. There's always opportunities, so you just have to keep chipping away. Big call will be to take an easterly course, or outside. That's the big choice we have to make. Sam: Anything you want to say to your Brunel fans out there? Bouwe: Talks in Dutch.

Below, Pascal studies the computer, chews his nails. He announces to the cockpit over the PA that in (something) minutes they can furl the J3 (I think?). Marie responds on deck. Pascal: Standby tack. Okay, tacking! We hear the sound of the tack. Chart screen shows the exclusion zone rounding (I think?). Pascal explains being in the new wind, and getting the shift, and being able to go directly to the south. Sleep? I think we are going to sleep well when we arrive in The Hague. But that's life. We have a little bit more than one day until the race is finished. I think it is good that we can go on pushing. And we will see.

Nicolai gets out of his bunk: "That was 20 minutes. That was good." Martine: I don't count time anymore. I don't count hours and minutes. Nicolai, agreeing: No. Grinding on deck. Jules calling course changes while looking at his tablet. Nicho talks about winds ahead. They talk about which way to take the exclusion zone. Nicho talks about rounding the virtual mark. Now we can see the guys in front of us. Need another compression and parkup. Have a reasonable lead over Scallywag and Turn the Tide, but need to get into the guys in front. Another boat in the distance ahead of them (Vestas?).

Carlo, below: It's very light. So it's an opportunity to catch up on the two red boats. And on sleep. He gets in his bunk. Peter, on deck: Pretty light. Working our way back up to Norway. Stretching the course, which is good for us... Can see the boats ahead of us, bit of a compression. Kyle, on the helm: Of course the dream is still alive till it's over. Some good gains... Keep plugging away and hopefully catch them in the next 24 hours. AkzoNobel behind them. Dongfeng and MAPFRE heading south. Peter and Capey talk about current and the virtual mark. Peter: Wanna wake everyone up? Two miles? Capey: I think that will do it for me. (Calling layline.) They tack. They come into the virtual mark, with Capey calling the bear away. Abby on the bow talks about them having rounded the mark, and traffic separation scheme coming up. Sam: How is the mood on board right now? Abby: It's good. Still in good spirits. Still a long way to go, gotta keep plugging. As much as we would like to be down there, we just gotta keep trucking. Shot of the two boats ahead of them.

Knotmeter on mast reads 5.7. Stacking amidships. Francesca: Of course it's a mix of emotions. You want to push, because it's the last leg, and you want to gain a position on the leaderboard. But in a week and a half it's over, and you need to work out your work plans, dream plans... it's a bit weird for everyone. I think we did some good legs during the race. Maybe we deserve something more than to finish last in the race. This leg seems quite open. MAPFRE and Dongfeng had a big lead yesterday, and they lost everything in this light patch. Every thing is open to the finish line. Everyone is quite tired. But the other boats are in the same position as us. Cannot complain, and just do what we know to do in the few hours we still have of this Volvo Ocean Race. Bernardo: I think we didn't sleep one straight hour... Lucas: My eyes are bleeding. Slomo of Bernardo, Bianca, Bernardo and Lucas eating below. Grinding.

Flopping at sunrise/sunset. Nicolas looking for wind. Mast instruments showing 0.7 knot. J1 flopping throug the foretriangle with the (furled) MH0 next to it. Crew sleeping on the bow. Lucas: Bit tired this morning. Been a couple of restless days. But now we've gone into a parking lot with the whole fleet. Dongfeng and MAPFRE are both within our sights now. Dee on the helm. Clew of the sail. Lucas: NO, we're not moving. Going backwards. Flappy flappy flappy. Francesca on the bow: Pretty tired. Two days of no sleep. Lot of maneuvers. Don't have time for eating, for sleep. Short leg but it's quite hard. Crew lowering the J1 in the morning light. Paolo Mirpuri helps pull it down.

Neti talks in Spanish in the morning light about wind, the fleet, Dongfeng. Repeats in English: Busy night. Pretty tied with Dongfeng. Not too far from the top mark. Last evening had upwind and reaching condiions in medium breeze. Now compression, Dongfeng and us have escaped from the other guys before, now we have to keep in front of them. Loud footage of foredeck work, darkness. Then drifting conditions in the pretty gorgeous sunrise with Dongfeng a quarter mile away. Slomo sailing with Dongfeng behind them. Willy sleeping on the stack forward. Blair, through the hatch, puts his hands up: What?

Amazing sunrise drone shot with AkzoNobel sailing across in front of it. Luke on the helm: I'd say everyone is shattered. It'd be a good word. This has probably been the longest stretch of sleep for people. Unfortunately Brad and I are on watch while everyone else is getting this great sleep. I think in total we've probably had an hour since the start, of solid sleep. But that's the race; it's a short leg. It's part of what we do. Lots of corners, lots of places to see, different countries. Stacking. Drone shot of pulling J1 forward for a sail change. Brad, hanking on the J1, talks about not having sleep. Getting up able to see all the boats. Almost a restart. Feeling hopeful as well. Simeon: Back in the same spot we were 24 hours ago. All compressing in. Leaders are just 5 miles in front, hitting a wall of no pressure. Drone shot with sunrise. Luke: We keep on pushing because if we're going to take the effort to be out here, might as well push and try to win the leg. Doesn't mean too much for overall points for us, but if we're all going to be together and do our last race, we'll do the best we can. Sunrise.

Rob, in the midnight sun: In and out of Aarhus today. It was hard. It's been nonstop all day. In fact this whole leg's been nonstop. Got out of phase, a bit shifty. Was pretty good to see all the people on shore. Just been fighting, fighting, fighting. Waiting for a chance to get by. Be patient. Wait for them to make a mistake. Keep nibbling away. Pablo: Talks in Spanish about being tired, Dongfeng. Repeats in English: We're tired, like eveyrone I guess. The important thing is to keep the boat fast. Couple of hours of sleep. We are with Dongfeng; they are very close. Have been fighting all day. Meter by meter. Hopefully we can take them over tonight. More discussion in Spanish. Pablo: We have been doing a lot of maneuvers. And in my case I have been on the wheel. Good fun; with Dongfeng we have been fighting. Slomo of RIB alongside. Willy. Joan with his tablet, looking at Dongfeng. Spectator boats following them. Tack. (Oh, this is their Aarhus footage.) Crowd cheering. Xabi in the pit. Vestas crossing their bow. Tamara talks in Spanish while trimming. Slomo of Dongfeng ahead of them. Blair on the foredeck looking SO punchy. Xabi looks through binoculars. Lowering the J1. Slomo of Xabi in the sunset.

Tony on the helm with sunset as they sail toward Norway (again). Helm controls. Tony: Closed up, which is good. Quite a bit of racing this leg. Lot of mark roundings; very little sleep. Everyone's running on nothing at the moment. Everyone's hoping to get an hour or two of sleep. Sailing the midnight sun. Never really dark. SiFi just said we're 3.7 away from MAPFRE, and 4.2 away from Dongfeng. Mark makes dual shaka signs. Expecting a header. 85 miles from the mark. Two boats ahead on the horizon.

Charles, his eyes closed at the nav station, looks like he's sleeping sitting up. Wake shot with MAPFRE astern. Stu on the helm, looks back. Charles' voice on the PA saying something... Passing a small buoy. Jack on the helm in the sunset. Charles looks to starboard. Below, at the nav station, Kevin talks in French about other boats, the race.

Someone (Martin?) sleeping below. Sailing past land in lighter conditions. Nicolas and Bernardo look at Nicolas's tablet. Stacking below. Tacking in the cockpit. Bernardo and Bleddyn on the forward pedestal. Scallywag 100 yards ahead of them. Entering Aarhus. Nicolas looks at his tablet. Nicolas: We are going to go inside the harbor. Winds are very tricky. We are fighting with Scallywag. Three boatlenghts. Have to be ready to do everything. Spectator sailboat motors alongside with Danish flag. Tacking. Nicolas: We are almost layline now. We have to tack guys. Bleddyn, on the helm, calls the tack. Scallywag crosses ahead on port. Sailing past a 12 meter in the harbor. Repeat of earlier Nicolas clip explaining the upcoming harbor transit. Passing the lighthouse. Scallywag exiting above them. Spectators along quay. Tacking around the buoy. Exiting past the crowds. Annalise: A little bit tight in there; wind was a little funky. Had a few messups with our Masthead Zero. Nearly heading to the finish. One more mark by Norway. Loads of people there, which was really cool... I think everyone's pretty tired on the boat. We're now on the home stretch... Sleep when we get to the Hague. Gybe. Scallwag to port. Lumpy furl of the MH0. Liz: Have to drop it. Wrestling with the badly furled sail on the foredeck. Scallwag gybes ahead of them. Lucas fiddles with the sail. Lowering the J1.

Sailing into Aarhus as MAPFRE exits below them. Brad on the rail. Nicolai on the helm. Brunel crosses ahead of them. Brunel tacking directly ahead of them; 3 boatlengths away. Entering the marina with helicopter overhead. Rounding the mark right behind Brunel. Nicolai: Amazing day for me, sailing into my home port. Hope we put on a good show. Hopefully we can pay them back now wiht a good result. Brad lowers the J1 on the bow with spectators cheering. Sailing fast on the exit. Emily, below: Exciting to have fans cheering. Shattering; no sleep, and then lots of sail changes. Luke, on deck: Good to have the support of the Danish people. Certainly was full on for us; lots of maneuvers, lots of sail changes. I'm sure they got a sight they can take home and remember for a long time.

Sailing into Aarhus (I think). Crew work in the cockpit. Jena. Windsurfer. TJ makes a peace sign at a foiling kitesurfer. Charlie on the helm. Jena: We're here in Aarhus. I'm so excited. So many people are here, and we're not even in the harbor yet. My mom and dad, sister, friends. Close to the new sailing center. Dongfeng exiting as they keep going in. Jena is doing her live interview on the headset. Nick: Anyone want to see MAPFRE? They wave at MAPFRE as they go by. Spectator fleet. Jena grinding with Roy Disney, Jr. SiFi with his tablet: Anyone see the mark yet? Jena waves. Jena: I'm so close to home. Right there! (she points). She waves both arms to the crowd on the quay. Tacking around the buoy. Jena: I'm so happy, so proud to be Danish right now. This is the largest amount of people we've seen at any stopover or flyby or anything. I think it's so spectacular. I'm so moved and so touched. I saw my family and friends. Thank you so much, all of Denmark. It was amazing. Thank you. Mark: Pretty cool, leaving Aarhus. You can tell this country loves sailing, and a lot of support for Jena. Jena wipes away tears on the stern. AkzoNobel and Brunel coming in. TJ coils on the foredeck as they sail past them. "Gotta keep pushing hard. There has been no sleep on this leg."

Liz steers as Scallywag sails a quarter mile to leeward. Scallywag in front of the wind farm. Francesca grinding in front of Scallywag and the wind farm. Scallywag a hundred hards on their port quarter. Slomo of Scallywag behind them with Dee scowling in the foreground. Liz: Not a lot of ocean going on in the Volvo Ocean Race at the moment. Have to sail into a harbor, sail back out, sail back up to Norway. Not much sleep. Have been dueling with Witty the whole race. [Re: beating Scallywag]: I ould not describe it. It would be perfect. Slomo foredeck, grinding. They look exhausted. Bleddyn, Bianca grinding. Liz stacking with Scallywag behind. Clew of the MH0. Scallywag 100 yards ahead and to weather. Rolling up the J3.

High drone shot of AkzoNobel sailing past the wind farm. Nicho talks to Brad about getting rid of the J3 and bring the J2 in a bit. Brad does that. Jules: Not doing too well at the moment. Didn't have too good a run from the buoy up at Norway. Brad hoists the MH0. Simeon, with binoculars: Pretty disappointed. Off the pace; out of sync. Peel. Simeon: Still a long way to go. Everyone's working hard. Getting a little bit of rest now. I don't think anyone slept longer than 40 minutes. This afternoon we'll get into Aarhus, then back up north again. Drone shot with wind farm.

Scallywag on their starboard quarter. Grinding. Slomo gybe, steering, stacking. Annalise triming, not even paynig attention to the low-level washing machine. Bianca grinding. Martin: A tight race with Scallywag. Got closer and closer on the downwind leg. Heading over to Denmark. Bleddyn: The main thing for us this leg is not only to defeat Scallywag but get a boat between us. We're ahead of them; try to catch AkzoNobel or Brunel, in front of us, over the next day. Haven't had much sleep. Can sleep after we get to the Hague. Scallywag to starboard. Bianca yawning. Gybe. Stacking.

MAPFRE in their wake. Charles: After this mark we go upwind. Charles driving. Carolijn trimming. Stu: Where's this mark?.. What's the bearing... 214? Pascal comes up and looks around. Charles: Can we go up? Pascal answers in French. Jack on the foredeck. So far I've had two lots of 3 and a half minutes (sleep). Went downstairs at one point last night and got about 3 minutes before I got called up. Won't be a chance for sleep for some time. Going into Aarhus; lots of maneuvers. Maybe on our way up to Norway again, we'll get a chance to chill out a bit. But I don't think so.

Blair, by the runner, talks about the competitive situation. They've stretched out on the boats behind on this downwind stretch, but have managed to stay close to Dongfeng. As we've come in toward Denmark now we've compressed a bit. 1.5 miles behind them. J0 ("joe") reaching at the moment. All's good, but hopefully we can catch these guys some more before the Hague, and catch them. Everyone's running on 20 minutes sleep; I should go below and get some sleep. (Asked about Brunel.) Good that they're 20 miles behind, but they need to keep focused on the guys in front. Beautiful drone shot of them surfing with the sun behind them. Drone shots of them triple-heading. Blair on the helm. Slomo of someone taking spray on the foredeck. Wind farm. Spreader cam shot of Dongfeng ahead of them.

Slomo of helicopter hovering off their stern. Washing machine. MAPFRE is visible a few miles behind them, barely. Below, Peter empties the pee bottle out the hatch. Sam: What's going on, Pete? Peter: That was a refreshing piss I just took. Apparently Norway's somewhere down there (points to port). Quite gray and raining. Can still see MAPFRE; they're 1.2 miles behind. A lot better than 1.2 miles in the front. Sam: How far to go, and how confident are you about keeping them behind you? Peter: No idea how far in miles, but Capey assures me it's about 8 hours, which means I'm not going to get any more sleep... Pretty good. Sam asks him about how he just sends it in the last few hours. Peter: The leg finishes seem to be quite tricky for us. End up in a park up. Hopefully this one won't. There always tricky; heaps of peels, coming back closer to land, and lots of trimming, stacking. Generally means we're awake. Sam: Yeah, but generally your more wired than usual. Peter: Well, you're coming close to the finish, mate. Getting back to land, have a shower, not that the food program's not great on board but you get to have some different food. [Looking forward, presumably at someone prepping a meal.] Sorry. [Continues.] You're finishing the leg. It's exciting. What more do I have to say? It's exciting, Greenie! Sam: So you're admitting that you become like a coiled spring, like a meercat, at the end every single leg. Peter: I feel like everyone is a coiled spring. Very coiled. Later, Peter talks to Capey at the nav station before going on deck. Peter: Do we want to be punchy here, or...? [I guess, making a change they've been discussing quickly rather than slowly.] Capey: Not super punchy. But let's have it in our minds that it could be... [snaps his fingers] Peter goes on deck. Crew in the cockpit in the gray light.

High-wind reaching. Brad: We've got fresh to frightening (?) conditions here on the last day of Leg 10. It's pretty heinous. Sailing 70-80 true, gusting 45. We've got Dongfeng back here, Turn the Tide back here; MAPFRE just in front of us. Pretty ready for this to die off a bit and get some normal conditions. Slomo spray. Emily in the cockpit: It's a little wet. A little uncomfortable. But at least we're moving and aiming at Sweden. Could be a little more pleasant on board; can't say anyone's sleeping. It's like trying to sleep on a slip-and-slide. Trying to get to Sweden today. That would be nice. Slomo shots of the cockpit.

Stern cam shot with big wind. Double- (or triple- ?) reefed main. Instrument readout at nav station: TWS 38.4. Trystan, below, gets his foulies on. It is pretty windy. Had about 38 knots last night. Upwind, J3, well, pretty well upwind. Gonna be heinous. Cockpit shot. Trystan: Last day now; difficult to gain miles. But as the wind eases we'll be changing sails, so we'll need to do a good job with that. Entering Gothenburg. Keep it going. Spreader cam view of the cockpit. Trystan talks about sleeping as soon as he gets below. "Love sleep." Antonio: Also lots of rain, and it feels like needles when it hits your eyes. Need eye projection. It's what it is; it's the same for everybody. Bow pounding. Antonio: Should arrive today, this evening. He gets confused about what time it is; laughs. "It doesn't matter. It's daylight all the time."

Night. Capey is getting his boots on (or off?) below. Sam: What's going on, Capey? Capey: Sail-change time. Sam: You were just sleeping pretty soundly... You pretty excited to go on deck? Capey: Yup. Capey at the nav station. Chart screen, which shows their position and other boats via AIS: even with Dongfeng and a few miles short of MAPFRE. Wind strength symbols appear to show them in a building wind, currently at 25 knots. Louis, getting ready below: Wish me luck, Sam. Sam: It's not easy, right? Louis: It's a very difficult peel. Lowering the jib in 25 knots. Whew. Wish me luck. Abby in the pit hoists the J2. Crew (Peter, and presumably Carlo on the bow) goes forward and the J1 starts coming down. Sam loses his balance in the hatch and falls. Sam, under his breath: "Fuck!" He gets the camera back on the crew on the foredeck. Looks like there are at least 4 people gathering in the J1. Stacking the J1 aft. Abby working in the pit. Peter, in the cockpit: Allright; J3 to deply in 2 [maybe? for double-heading?]. Grinding as the sail deploys.

Xabi wakes up Willy and Neti (I think?) to go to the J0. Spreader cam shots of pulling the sail off the stack, Blair and Willy rigging it on the foredeck. Neti goes forward with the tack, loses it in a big wave, then comes back to get it again. He and Willy on the bow. spreader cam shot of Sophie feeding it up at the mast. Slomo washing machine shots in the pit. Neti on the clew of the main as they reef. Willy coiling in slomo in the pit.

Tamara, next to the stack aft, talks in Spanish. Mentions Dongfeng, light winds, changes, waiting for strong wind. Repeats in English: Now we are in the best position. It was a tough day for the rest of the fleet. Now we have to focus on our work, doing our best. We have a lot of miles, and all the teams want to win the race. And I think we have to work hard to try to keep leading this fleet to the end of the leg. Rob: Crossing the ridge to the west of Ireland was critical. Keeping east of the fleet seems to have worked out. Made a little extension. Now we're just VMGing down toward the Hebrides. Inside or outside; could split the fleet. Neti sleeping. Xabi at the nav station talking to Joan. Pablo on the helm. Blair grinding. Rob below, getting his foulies on. Sophie and Tamara stacking below. Gybe in the cockpit. Stacking in the cockpit. Rob and Joan at the nav station. Rob: Allright; VMG then. Crew in the cockpit. Xabi looking around.

Nina: We haven't slept much this leg yet. We see Abby waking her up for a gybe. Nina: Even when it's super light we're always stacking or changing the sails. Drone shot of stacking. Nina: I only think I've had one hour block of sleep. That was with PB. I think in off-watch we did 4 or 5 gybes. So I'm wrecked. I don't think I've been this tired before, ever. I feel like Kyle and I are... just the luck of the draw. We've taken the brunt of the gybes. It's all right. Have another coffee. It's a short race. Intensity... Nina working in the pit. She eats some caffeine gum: It's like a little coffee in one stick of gum. Don't tell anyone. Sam: I've seen it.

Drone shot of Akzo flopping with the J1 as a windseeker. Jules, standing on the mast: Best breeze is through there. Nicho, with binoculars: They're all on port with zeroes. Other boats on the horizon. Nicolai on the helm talks to Simeon about the wind. Nicho: Fastest we've been for about half an hour. Crew sleeping in the bow. Luke: talks about broken sleep because of maneuvers. Going to plug in some music and zone out. Low-alttitude drone shot of Akzo in drifting conditions. Nicho talks to Jules about best heading. Justin: Gotta get out to that line, don't we? Nicho responds about the ridge. Flopping with MH0. Jules: Might be our turn now. Simeon: You wanna come down on this? Other boat (MAPFRE) to starboard. Justin: Just catch it before it dies. Nicho: That way (points ahead) 20 miles there's good southerlies. Talks about MAPFRE next to them; different scenarios as the breeze fills in. High drone shot of the two boats.

Xabi, on the bow, talks in Spanish. He repeats in English: Tricky night, quite busy, sailing upwind in 12-16 knots with the J1. A few tacks, some big shifts with clouds. Ended up positioning themselves as the most north of the fleet. Pretty happy where they are. But still have to pass a small high pressure ridge. First one going out is going to stretch a lot. Hopefully the investment we've made in the northwest will work out. Have to see what happens. Neti, lying on the bow, talks in Spanish. He repeats in English: Whole fleet is in a line. Waiting for the wind from the southwest. We are very nervous, as you can see. Xabi in the cockpit. Blair. Talking about Dongfeng. AkzoNobel three-quarters of a mile away. Joan in the cockpit. Crew lying down on the foredeck. Tamara resting. Joan sleeping. Crew sleeping in the bow.

Slomo washing machine on deck. TJ on the stern. "Thirty knots of breeze! Trying to go fast!" Jena below, at the galley: "It's tricky. The race? Or holding on? Everything's a little tricky now. We keep trying. And we're still in the game. We need a little more speed... Trying to hold on, and make food." She climbs into her bunk. "See you in three hours." TJ, in the galley, sprays water on his face. Stirs up his food. "Plenty of hot sauce." Plenty of wind, fast sailing. Unfortunately not as fast as we would like. Had the wrong sail combinations up. Ripping now... It's going to get lighter and lighter... Charlie absolutely nailed the meal. Charlie, at the nav station, talks about not wasting propane. TJ: Sleeping is hard. Launching off waves, you can hear the foils cavitating. Nav screen: Sifi talks about the ridge coming up. SiFi: Pretty fast sailing over the past 24 hours. Wind's just starting to moderate now. First time in a few days when the wind has been under 30. Pretty wet, pretty cold, everyone's been getting firehosed on the deck. Charlie looks at the nav screen. SiFi: Looks like at least one boat will do a new Volvo 65 record. Unfortunately it's not going to be us. But we're optimistic; we get to the ridge and can make opportunities. TJ on the stern: Challenge is moving around, eating, trying to sail fast all the time. That's what I enjoy: the challenge.

Drone shot of AzkoNobel triple-heading under gray skies. Slomo washing machine in the cockpit. Martine gets doused at the pedestal. Below, Nicho, Jules, and Simeon look at weather models on the computer. Jules: Mixed bag performance wise. Had some good spells and some not so good spells. Crossed a bit of the Gulf Stream. Radar, AIS; he was short on sleep all night. Drone shot. Spray by the shrouds. Simeon getting greared up below. Some good moments, some difficult moments. Keep the hammer on. Nicho takes slomo spray. Major whitewater near the mast looking aft. This is when the boats are most powerful. Jules at the nav station looks at routing. "Still a long way to go, changing conditions. The forecasts not really lining up." More slomo washing machine, drone shot of AkzoNobel surfing.

Instruments on the mast. Light winds and flopping. Rain. TJ: Last night? Yeah, it wasn't much fun. Started off fun, then as we got closer to the front got gnarlier and more hectic... No sleep. But that's part of the Volvo Ocean Race. Then no wind, rain, bobbed around in the rain. And now we're making our way to Newport. Stacking forward. Crew sitting on the bow looking tired. Cockpit. Stacey on the bow preparing to hoist the J1. Hoisting, with Charlie and Tony on the forward pedestal.

Luke, on the pedestal: Had a good sched, back in the hunt. Tradewinds on the other side of these clouds. Taking off the miles; everyone's happy on board. Emily: We were gybing every hour. Have to make a go of it. As much coffee as you can take. Brad, on the mainsheet, talks about the transitions. Jules, in the hatch, talks about this gybe vs the other gybe. Windier conditions with spray coming over the bow.

Drone shot of Brunel with setting sun behind her. Below, Kyle jokes about trying to wake up Carlo. He says he's already awake. "He's on deck. He's trimming the main." Carlo gets up. Kyle shows his watch: 10 minutes late. Kyle teases Carlo in the galley. Carlo: All day long... Kyle: You might not be able to hear him, but he's saying that he loves me. Drone shot from close ahead of Brunel. Abby: Today is Friday, and my wish for the weekend is that I be able to teleport off the yacht and spend the weekend at home. Nina: 10 knots more of boatspeed. Or a shower. Peter, on the helm: No-sail-change Sunday. Alberto: Some pancakes and ice cream would be nice. Bouwe: Back home it's another big day, in Denmark, for young kids, when they become 15 years old, it's a big thing for church. I hope they're having a good party. Kyle: I wish that King Neptune shows a bit of leniency toward Nina Curtis.... I think she's gonna be punished pretty badly, and I hope that she survives it. Drone shot. Nina: I'm a little bit nervous. King Neptune is tormenting me every day... Kyle told me how to use my own watch, and it has GPS, so I'm keeping track of how many degrees until we get to the equator. And I've only got 14 degrees until I meet Neptune for the first time. She does a high kick. "I"m coming at you King Neptune." Sam asks Capey to wear a mic, and he doesn't want to. Nina explains that Capey had a bad fall and landed on the foot brace in the cockpit sole. Bouwe explains that Capey was lucky. Things can happen in a matter of no time. Capey moves gingerly across the cockpit. Kyle checks the mast. Beautiful sunset clouds. Wake.

Night shot with red instrument lights. Annalise says they're going to hold on hoisting it because there's only 7 knots [of wind] at the moment. Dee, below, talks about the difficult night. Light wind and lots of sail changes. Felt like they spent all night in the rain. So most of the team was up most of the night. Now they have the J0 and a staysail, so it's a forgiving setup. Just hope that some of those behind them had the cloud issues too. Spreader cam view during the day of the foredeck, the stern. Dee: People are tired, but you get an extra buzz when you're at the front. But it's hard when you're getting hunted all the time. We'll get another position report in an hour. Shots of people sleeping in their bunks. Drone shot of TTToP sailing silhouetted against the sun. Dee comes on deck: We have redeemed ourselves! (Crew cheers.) 50 miles to MAPFRE. Martin can't believe it. Dee: Dongfeng lost a lot in that sched... Vestas is on our tail just to leeward. "We're the leaders of the pack." Annalise: I think I'll take that. Fastest boat in the fleet for no sleep. Lucas talks about it being worth it. Drone shot.

Wrestling the J0 on the foredeck; stacking it. Pole shots: outboard, rudder, bow, keel. Crewmembers tired, sleeping. Parko: So, over the last two scheds we've been the most western boat. The other boats are pushing down over the top. Clouds... Tough night, quite a few sail changes. It's been a rough one. We've lost quite a few miles. Lost the strong position we were in. Fighting to work east a little bit, to get back in a position where we can tack again. Witty reads a sched from below. Repairs to the top of the daggerboard (I think). Mixing epoxy, applying it.

Martine explains that no one has slept much because they've had a vew opportunities with clouds. Night shots of them sailing. Scallywag is behind her. Shots of the crew with Scallywag in the distance. Brad talks about having Brunel, Dongfeng, Scallywag, and MAPFRE next to them. Timelapse of the cabin, and then of the cockpit, then the nav station. Nicho: The benefit is lack of sleep. If you enjoy lack of sleep there's a high benefit to being this close to other boats. Drone shot of AkzoNobel and Brunel sailing a hundred yards apart. Shot from the deck of three boats on the horizon. Nicho explains that you can try out mode variations vs. the other boats. In this upwind stuff they haven't been consistently strong, so they need to work that out. "Yeah, we do need to get that sorted."

Kyle explains they just went through a fleet of oil rigs. Drone footage of the flaming oil exploration vessel, and flyby of a drilling vessel. Shot of burning flare with MAPFRE sailing beyond them. Kyle explains that TTToP is just behind them, Dongfeng and MAPFRE just to weather. Setting up for next week. Capey and Bouwe at the nav station. Crewmembers sleeping below. Kyle talks about crew sleeping below and coming up to tack. Nina talks, laughing, about being tired (I think; bad wind noise in the audio). Bouwe stands in the cockpit with sunset behind him. Sam: What's the news? Bouwe smiles. Nina says something.

Sunrise. Alex on the helm. Clouds. Alex: Massive header. Ben sleeping against the stack. Witty at the nav station: Not very good. Brunel got a bit of speed and got through to leeward of us. Decision on where to tack today. Computer screen with routing software. Parko looking through binoculars. Annemieke: We have our moments when we do well; other times we struggle. Difficult conditions. Very choppy sea state, and the windspeed is up and down. You see it in the whole fleet. Rain showers to windward. Peter on the helm. Witty talks to Parko about what the boats to leeward are doing. "We might not get over all of them but we'll get at least some." Ben wrestles the MH0 (I asssume) aloft on the bow.

Nina gets dressed below, then works the foredeck, the pit. Below, she talks about how she and Kyle haven't had much chance to rest, because they keep gybing in the off-watch. Thinks the next gybe will come during their off-watch. Stern cam footage of them surfing on starboard in big winds. We see a gybe in big winds. Nina, below: "It's super windy and the swells quite big. I think I'm getting my first taste of what the Volvo Ocean Race is really like. It's pretty tough." Washing machine from the stern cam. Nina: "Yeah, I did enjoy it. The waves are crazy, and the boys are just fearless when they're steering. And all you can do is just hold on with the mainsheet at the back of the boat; hold on for dear life. It's quite a ride. I'm enjoying it, but it's really hard." Slomo washing machine.

$Big waves. Marie and Jeremie getting dressed below. Jeremie talks about this storm being smalled compared to what they'll have in a few days. This is 30-40 knots, still sailing with the fractional, sea is quite rough. A bit intense. Not always sure how we're going to finish. Have to be in one piece. Marie talks about having her helmet. Shots of crew in the cockpit. Washing machine, maneuver. Kevin (I think) goes forward to the mast. Freaks me out to see him unclipped. Stern cam shot of 6 crew grinding (gybe?). Crewmember on the aft pedestal dabs. Wake.$

Stern cam shot of stuffing the bow wiht major washing machine. Crew below. Nicolai: Talks about how wet things are below, and how the boat is like a roller coaster dropping off 20 and 30-foot waves. Surfing shots on deck. Crew comes below dripping. Brad, below: Waves are inconsisent. 38 knots down to 15 knots in a couple of seconds. Pretty tough life on board. Luke, below, dripping: Just passing Vestas. Again. Very wet and cold on deck. Prepping hot drink in the galley. Nicolai, getting dressed: Everything is wet. Wet for a week. I'm tired of being wet. I want to be dry. More stern cam washing machine shots of Nicolai on the pedestal betting doused.

Nina gets dressed below, then works the foredeck, the pit. Below, she talks about how she and Kyle haven't had much chance to rest, because they keep gybing in the off-watch. Thinks the next gybe will come during their off-watch. Stern cam footage of them surfing on starboard in big winds. We see a gybe in big winds. Nina, below: "It's super windy and the swells quite big. I think I'm getting my first taste of what the Volvo Ocean Race is really like. It's pretty tough." Washing machine from the stern cam. Nina: "Yeah, I did enjoy it. The waves are crazy, and the boys are just fearless when they're steering. And all you can do is just hold on with the mainsheet at the back of the boat; hold on for dear life. It's quite a ride. I'm enjoying it, but it's really hard." Slomo washing machine.

$Big waves. Marie and Jeremie getting dressed below. Jeremie talks about this storm being smalled compared to what they'll have in a few days. This is 30-40 knots, still sailing with the fractional, sea is quite rough. A bit intense. Not always sure how we're going to finish. Have to be in one piece. Marie talks about having her helmet. Shots of crew in the cockpit. Washing machine, maneuver. Kevin (I think) goes forward to the mast. Freaks me out to see him unclipped. Stern cam shot of 6 crew grinding (gybe?). Crewmember on the aft pedestal dabs. Wake.$

Stern cam shot of stuffing the bow wiht major washing machine. Crew below. Nicolai: Talks about how wet things are below, and how the boat is like a roller coaster dropping off 20 and 30-foot waves. Surfing shots on deck. Crew comes below dripping. Brad, below: Waves are inconsisent. 38 knots down to 15 knots in a couple of seconds. Pretty tough life on board. Luke, below, dripping: Just passing Vestas. Again. Very wet and cold on deck. Prepping hot drink in the galley. Nicolai, getting dressed: Everything is wet. Wet for a week. I'm tired of being wet. I want to be dry. More stern cam washing machine shots of Nicolai on the pedestal betting doused.

Nina gets dressed below, then works the foredeck, the pit. Below, she talks about how she and Kyle haven't had much chance to rest, because they keep gybing in the off-watch. Thinks the next gybe will come during their off-watch. Stern cam footage of them surfing on starboard in big winds. We see a gybe in big winds. Nina, below: "It's super windy and the swells quite big. I think I'm getting my first taste of what the Volvo Ocean Race is really like. It's pretty tough." Washing machine from the stern cam. Nina: "Yeah, I did enjoy it. The waves are crazy, and the boys are just fearless when they're steering. And all you can do is just hold on with the mainsheet at the back of the boat; hold on for dear life. It's quite a ride. I'm enjoying it, but it's really hard." Slomo washing machine.

$Big waves. Marie and Jeremie getting dressed below. Jeremie talks about this storm being smalled compared to what they'll have in a few days. This is 30-40 knots, still sailing with the fractional, sea is quite rough. A bit intense. Not always sure how we're going to finish. Have to be in one piece. Marie talks about having her helmet. Shots of crew in the cockpit. Washing machine, maneuver. Kevin (I think) goes forward to the mast. Freaks me out to see him unclipped. Stern cam shot of 6 crew grinding (gybe?). Crewmember on the aft pedestal dabs. Wake.$

Stern cam shot of stuffing the bow wiht major washing machine. Crew below. Nicolai: Talks about how wet things are below, and how the boat is like a roller coaster dropping off 20 and 30-foot waves. Surfing shots on deck. Crew comes below dripping. Brad, below: Waves are inconsisent. 38 knots down to 15 knots in a couple of seconds. Pretty tough life on board. Luke, below, dripping: Just passing Vestas. Again. Very wet and cold on deck. Prepping hot drink in the galley. Nicolai, getting dressed: Everything is wet. Wet for a week. I'm tired of being wet. I want to be dry. More stern cam washing machine shots of Nicolai on the pedestal betting doused.

Spreader cam view of AkzoNobel triple-heading. Bow cam view looking aft. Someone (Martine?) looking forward through binoculars, presumably at a competitor. Shot forward from behind the wheel of washing machine and a competitor crossing ahead of them (Dongfeng). Nicolai, standing on the stern trimming the main, talks about Dongfeng and (unfortunately) MAPFRE crossing them. Last night they were behind us; now they've crossed us. Not the best morning. But still 15 mornings to go. Shot of the other boat to port. Stern cam footage of them sailing on starboard. Jules and Nicho sit at the nav station talking strategy. Nicho, eating: "No shortage of breeze." Martine below. She guesses she got the most sleep, but not anymore. Going to be gybing. Luke: With the two gybes in his off-watch he got about an hour of sleep during his four off. Jules talks about having lost a lot of distance to the boats nearby. Did some good gybes, got a couple of hundred meters behind Brunel. But now they've coughed up some distance. Spreader cam view of shifting the stack aft.

Shifting sails to leeward for a tack. Crew working on the foredeck with a hovering helicopter ahead of them. Slomo of Frederico grinding with Brunel and a New Zealand headland in the background. Bianca, below, talks about sailing away from New Zealand. Awesome going into the Southern Ocean again, going around the Horn. Thanks Auckland for the support, spectators, especially her family and friends. Frederico (I think?) in his bunk. Liz, in her bunk, recaps that they've sailed upwind a couple hundred miles from Auckland to East Cape, tacking, peels. Not much sleep; a lot of stacking. Went pretty quick. More slomo with Brunel in the background. Liz: On the southern highway, straight to the ice gate for us. About 48 hours... Way too wired to go to sleep. (She mimes going to sleep.) Bianca spills up spilled rice in the galley. "I want my mum." I haven't exactly found my sea legs yet. Lucas: It's not as bad as the time I spilled shit everywhere. That was a lot worse. Bianca asks Sam, "Were you on that leg? It was a full explosion." Lucas: "Nah; he was on another boat. Getting _ridden_." Lucas, brushing his teeth, talks about lack of sleep: You think everything's funny. You think everything's shit, or you think everything's funny. Bianca: Just let me clean up my shit... in peace. Lucas: She hasn't got to the funny part yet. [They laugh.] They keep talking (with Liz commenting in the background) as we see a drone shot circling TTToP sailing upwind under J0/J3. [Favoriting mostly for Sam's cool slice-of-life on board. Really feels like being part of the crew.]

Slomo foredeck action beating out from Auckland. Slomo grinding. Slomo sunset, headland. Witty, below: Had a bad start, so pushed really hard to catch up. Haven't had any sleep, really. Slomo shot of land. Witty: We can see everyone. At the top of the Bay of Plenty. Drone shot circling Scallywag as they sail upwind. Ben, below: Upwind for almost 24 hours. No one's had much sleep. Get right into it, huh? Ben stacking below. Like the Cape Town start. He talks about Tom, the new crewmember: Tommy's great. Unreal. New bit of fresh energy for the team. Tom: A bit of a baptism of fire. Nine years since I did the last race. Not as fit and agile as I used to be. Shot of him moving he stack on deck. Drone shot of Scallywag pounding to weather. Tom, below: Balance between not dropping off the pack, yet not busting the boat. High drone shot with East Cape (I think?) in the background. Favoriting mostly for the first drone footage of the leg, flying the drone in stronger wind.

Slomo foredeck action beating out from Auckland. Slomo grinding. Slomo sunset, headland. Witty, below: Had a bad start, so pushed really hard to catch up. Haven't had any sleep, really. Slomo shot of land. Witty: We can see everyone. At the top of the Bay of Plenty. Drone shot circling Scallywag as they sail upwind. Ben, below: Upwind for almost 24 hours. No one's had much sleep. Get right into it, huh? Ben stacking below. Like the Cape Town start. He talks about Tom, the new crewmember: Tommy's great. Unreal. New bit of fresh energy for the team. Tom: A bit of a baptism of fire. Nine years since I did the last race. Not as fit and agile as I used to be. Shot of him moving he stack on deck. Drone shot of Scallywag pounding to weather. Tom, below: Balance between not dropping off the pack, yet not busting the boat. High drone shot with East Cape (I think?) in the background. Favoriting mostly for the first drone footage of the leg, flying the drone in stronger wind.

Luke, below: First night at sea seemed long, bashing upwind, tacking, not a lot of sleep. But East Cape in a few hours and then downwind and an end to tacking. Someone calls from the companionway to the cockpit: "We should be crossing them". Nicho on deck with two boats to leeward. Chipping away; not sure if we're any faster. Brunel crosses behind them. Luke, Emily, and Brad getting dressed below. Luke: About to go around East Cape, in joint third position with Brunel. Looking forward to a few days on port tack heading south toward the Southern Ocean. Brad eating. Had an hour and half of good sleep. Emily: Nah, had a full 12 hours of beauty sleep. You can tell by the hair, and always so charming. Brunel and TTToP sailing to leeward.

Luke, below: First night at sea seemed long, bashing upwind, tacking, not a lot of sleep. But East Cape in a few hours and then downwind and an end to tacking. Someone calls from the companionway to the cockpit: "We should be crossing them". Nicho on deck with two boats to leeward. Chipping away; not sure if we're any faster. Brunel crosses behind them. Luke, Emily, and Brad getting dressed below. Luke: About to go around East Cape, in joint third position with Brunel. Looking forward to a few days on port tack heading south toward the Southern Ocean. Brad eating. Had an hour and half of good sleep. Emily: Nah, had a full 12 hours of beauty sleep. You can tell by the hair, and always so charming. Brunel and TTToP sailing to leeward.

Marie, below, says it's time to wake up Carolijn and Jeremie. He does so, quietly, with a grab on the leg. Black talks about sleeping. He wakes up Jack by shaking his foot. On deck, MAPFRE is a mile away. Daryl, on the helm, does a trick with his hat. Grinding. Sail changes. Jack wrestling a sail on the foredeck. Kevin and Jeremie in the pit. Stacking. Kevin on the helm; MAPFRE abeam to leeward. Daryl, below, talks about New Zealand's long and proud history of the Volvo. He watched it growing up; now sailing in his fourth one. Pretty amazing. What he loves doing. Being able to have a job doing what you love is the most important thing.

Everyone answers the question: What is MAPFRE's secret weapon? Tamara: Answers in Spanish. Willy: Answer's in Spanish. Louis: Xabi. Xabi is the secret weapon. Blair: Willy. Willy: (With Dongfeng behind him as he trims): Answers in Spanish. Pablo: Answers in Spanish. Rob: Our optimism. We're all very hopeful. Tamara: Talks in Spanish. Rob: Coffee, and looking forward to your next sleep. Willy: In Spanish. Xabi: In Spanish. Pablo: In Spanish. Xabi: In Spanish. Sophie: Talks about how the fact that you're racing keeps you going despite the fatigue. Joan: Talks in Spanish. Blair: Staying positive; trying to keep the boat going as fast as you can.

Nicolai: Good-looking morning. "Cloud porn." You shouldn't be looking at me; you should be looking at the clouds. Cloud shots. Nicho on the helm silhouetted by the sunrise. Crepuscular rays. Simeon: The heat is just unbearable. 45 degrees downstairs. Luke: Big hat, balaclava. Down below it's incredibly hot, hard to sleep during the day. Brad: Water on your skin. Martine: It's hard when you don't have shade. Fan below. Wetting a cloth in the galley. Nicolai drinking. Martine spritzing herself. Nicolai gives a thumbs-down from his bunk. Grinding in the heat on deck. Sunscreen. Flopping in no wind. Justin: Clouds are the only source of wind. We're hopping from cloud to cloud. Light winds. Justin: That one's sucking. Cecile: Talks about the competition. Who's ahead. For sure they've caught up. Game on. Simeon talks about the competition. Jules talks about strategy. Simeon: Challenge for me is still to win a leg in the Volvo Ocean Race. I've come in second quite a few times. Sunset as they're moving again.

Peter goes aloft. GoPro shots. He calls the wind: "Absolutely nothing 2 miles in front." Bouwe: "Can we get him a bit higher? I can still hear him." Laughter. Back on deck, he points around at the lack of wind. Crew stacks forward behind him. "Just giving the guys some shit about their trim." On the bow, Carlo: "Had a bit of a fight with Turn the Tide. We parked and they sailed around us and never stopped. About 12 miles ahead of us. We just had no breeze at all. Shots of TTToP sailing past them. Lowering the J1 to peel to the MH0. Stacking aft. TTToP sailing a quarter mile to leeward. Sally: "I feel like they had no board the whole time." Carlo talks about the frustration, heat below, almost impossible to sleep. Especially when we have to run the engine. Shot below with engine running of crew trying to sleep in the bow. Sunset clouds in glassy conditions. Rain in the distance. Crescent moon. Rain in the dawn. Bouwe: It's still all right. Breeze should fill in from the east, and we are the easternmost boat. Not going to be a good sched because they've been very slow for the last several hours. "A crystal ball would have been nice."

Closeups: The hull slicing through the water. Marie sleeping with earbuds playing music. Someone tearing open a food packet. Adjusting a fan. Triple-heading in light wind. Grinding a winch. Taking off shoes. Wake, shaking up a drink. easing a sheet. Black sleeping. Winch. Pressing a "Start" button on a "Volvo Penta" panel (starting a winch?) Galley. Grinding. Ratcheting a stack strap. Clipping on a D-ring. (Heh. I can't keep up.) Sunset shot of another boat (MAPFRE?) Tea kettle whistling.

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."

Slomo on deck. Henry gets out of his bunk. Jokes about it being hard to get out of bed. Dee, below, talks about the difficulty of getting back up to speed in rough, upwind conditions. But good to have the energy provided by the crew who've been off for a leg. Lucas talks about it being a bit of a shock going offshore again; takes a while to get back into the rhythm. Bianca talks about struggling to find her sea legs. "But I've always been clumsy." She laughs. Nicolas: "Was good to have a leg off... I was quite tired... Enjoyed a bit my family; we had a baby on Leg 2... As a father I'm quite lucky." Henry: "I don't think I've missed the 3, 4, 5 wakeups a day you have to put up with." Dee: "I hope we did well. I've been driving... We're with the two red boats. And they always say if you're with a red boat you must be doing all right." She crawls into her bunk. Slomo on deck of Henry driving. Slomo spray.

Libby, wearing a GoPro (that really is a Garmin) in the prestart: "20 to burn; 1:10 to go." Witty, on the helm on the final approach to the line: "Deploy the MH0 guys! When you're ready deploy the MH0. Go, go!" Libby: "No burn time." We see the MH0 deploy. Libby: "No burn time; we're late." Close action as they're tacking out. Witty: "Nice to wn the start in our home town." Tacking out with other boats close. Slomo grinding. New crewmember Marcus talks excitedly about the good start. Marcus, grinding: "I"m still feeling it. Didn't get much sleep on the plane, so I'll be looking forward to getting a bit of sleep tonight. I doubt it though." He laughs. Libby on the LIbby-cam: "J1 on the next tack." António smiles in slomo. Witty steers.

Rain pounds down with light winds. Carolijn in the rain. Franck, and everyone else, looks off to port. Franck talks in French. Camera pans forward to show a rainstorm; ahead of it is a competitor several miles away (probably AkzoNobel, but possibly Vestas). They tack the MH0. More rain. Shifting the stack in the rain. Sailing on port tack with the MH0 after the rain has stopped. Horace, on the bow with no wind, gives a recap. [Interesting that no headsail is visible forward of him. J1 is on deck, and the sail on the bowsprit appears to be furled. Are they bare-headed? using the J2 or J3 as a windseeker? Oh; I bet that's the MH0 on the bowsprit, and it's partially furled to make it a little windseeker, with the unfurled part invisible above him, out of the frame.] At one point a competitor is visible, out of focus, behind him. Again, probably AkzoNobel. Justine, on the bow, recaps the strategic situation. Closer to AkzoNobel, but Vestas, sadly, is a little further ahead. Shot of AkzoNobel. Sailing at 8 knots with dolphins under the bow. Then, flopping again. Franck, in the companionway, talks about strategy in the doldrums; picking the right side of the cloud, getting the wind. Now wind is down, but he's hoping to get into the tradewinds tomorrow morning. Carolijn steering at sunset. Jack sleeping in the bow. Dusk. Horace asks about Vestas' wind in the latest sched, the other competitors; Franck explains.

Darkness and the sound of flopping sails. On deck at night, Jules is in the foreground, his face illuminated by the light from a tablet. Behind him the railing by the helm is lit by red light. Jules: "The only problem at the moment this way is that no one's actually moving." Nicho: "We can still do our five minutes heading north." Jules: "On starboard." Nicho: "Before running into where MAPFRE is." They discuss that MAPFRE and Dongfeng have stopped. [Guys: I've seen the future. There's a huge windless cloud ahead.] Nicho: "But at least we'll be heading north until we stop." Simeon and Cécile grind on the pedestal. Stars overhead; the main pops over as they tack to starboard. Below, at the nav station, Nicho points out the changed positions on the chart: They've pulled ahead of Dongfeng and MAPFRE, while Vestas further west has made up ground. "Just from one cloud." Another 500, 600 miles of this, he says. Low-altitude drone shot of AkzoNobel drifting on a glassy sea. Martine throws something small down the forward hatch. Crew sits on sails on the bow. Below, Brad says to Nicolai: "Nicolai, you still awake?" Nicolai: "Yeah. Too warm to sleep. Just watching a bit of Netflix." They have a little scripted chitchat. Jules calls down the hatch that they want to do a peel to the J1, and they need some big strong muscle-y men. Shot of the instruments on the mast: Boatspeed: 0.93. High-altitude time-lapse drone shot of AkzoNobel drifting along. Nicho talks about the "good guys" generally doing okay in the doldrums. Nicolai pulls the main. Very-high-altitude drone shot showing them parked. Pretty slomo shot of their branding reflected in the water. Luke, on the helm, talks about the mood: concerned. Need to come out of the doldrums okay so the front bunch gets a jump. Low-altitude drone shot at sunset with another boat beyond them. I think it's probably Vestas.

We see a shot looking down the foreward hatch into the bow, where Bernardo is lying on a pad. Next to him Francesca is sleeping; Bleddyn is putting a blue hat on his head. Bernardo laughs. On deck, Liz and Dee sit in makeshift tent. Liz: "Is this allowed? We're using all supplied equipment... all parts of the boat, so I figured it's class-legal." Brian asks Dee what she thinks. Dee: "I think it's a savior. An absolute savior." Shot of the glassy see in front of them, winch, the bow. Dee: "It is hot. Damn hot. So hot you have to put your shoes on to walk on deck. And we have a white deck." Liz shows sunscreen, hat, hand-bearing compass, binoculars "for potential bird-watching and looking at the competition". Dee describes the latest sched: "At the moment we are leaders of the pack." But she points out that 6 of the 7 boats are within sight of each other. "There's not a lot in it." Drone shot from above showing someone at the masthead and the deep blue water all around them. In the tent, Liz and Dee and Martin discuss optimizations. Dee says they never use the A3, so let's rip up the A3 and use that.

High drone shot of Vestas on a blue ocean with very little wind. AkzoNobel is visible a few miles away to windward. Mark, on the wheel, points to three boats to weather. We see a shot of them; left to right: AkzoNobel, Dongfeng, MAPFRE. Phil and Hannah lie in the shade of the main. Phil: "It's probably a really nice comfortable 50 degrees downstairs, and about 47.8 out on deck. Sea temperature of 32 degrees, so it's just a pleasure." Nick and Mark in the cockpit look to weather, talk about the other boats getting the wind first. Sam, to Nick: "What do you know, chief?" (On the helm, Mark bangs the wheel.) Nick: "Um. Mark's scaring me." Below, TJ talks about how hot it is and points out blisters forming behind the paint/surface coating (?) on the starboard side due to the sun. Talks about needing to drink another bottle of water. We see a shot of a pad in the foreward sail locker where someone has been sleeping, drenched in sweat. On deck, Stacey sits near the mast in an eerie silence. "We're barely moving and we've got four other boats all within eyeshot of each other." TJ looks through binoculars at AkzoNobel, describing what sails they have up: "They're not furled because their zigzags are lining up with the jib. So it's the J1 or the Code 0." They joke about the routing, it taking 3,000 years to reach their destination. Tony, from the wheel, calls out, "If we're out here for 3,000 years we'll have a few typhoons to deal with." SiFi walks forward, talks about the GPS mark time being 1,360 days. Nick: "That's Instagrammable."

Sally is below. She's dressed kind of warmly, and they seem to be sailing fast, so I think this is footage from earlier in the leg. Sally: "I don't know the answer to that. You want one word for each?" Abby: "Three words?" Carlo: stares blankly. Bouwe: "For this leg or what?" Yann: "For this leg." Carlo: stares blankly. Abby: Stares into space, thinking. Sally: "What I like the most? Probably the teamwork. Bouwe: "I like the most? The teamwork." Sam: "Leaving Port Phillip Bay." There's a competitor barely visible behind them; if this is the afternoon of the first day, as I'm guessing it is, that would probably be TTToP. Jens: "Getting started again." Carlo: "Nice downwind sailing." Sam: "Dislike the most? I'm not sure." Bouwe: "I dislike the most that we're behind." Abby: "I dislike the position we're in." Sally: "Staying on one tack for so long. It gets a little bit boring." Jens: "Bad first 24 hours." Carlo: "Nasty freeze-dried. The food." Sam: "I don't know. It's all good." Kyle: "If anything it's gotta be sailing with Sam Newton. This guy here." [He points and laughs.] Sam lies in his bunk, looking at an iPod/mobile device. On deck in the dusk, Carlo trims the headsail sheet. Bouwe steers. Slatting in the dark. Sunrise as they sail in light conditions. Looking up the J0 in light winds. Sally, in a balaclava: "Hot!" Abby hands out a white chocolate macadamia cookie. Drone shot of them drifting in glassy conditions. People sleeping in the bow. Sam: "Better on deck than below... It's an oven there." Low-altitude drone shot of Brunel drifting in glassy conditions, the hot sun behind the boat.

Drone shot of Scallywag triple-heading on starboard with a low headland behind them. Alex, taking off his foulie top below, explains that the routing has had them gybing along the coast. "It's just been a gybe-a-thon." Drone shot from before continues, showing Scallywag gybing to port. Audio has engine start (for keel ram hydros) and winches; I think it might actually be live audio recorded on the boat edited in with the drone footage. Which, if so; nice. Annemieke grinds. Closeup of a winch during what looks (from the wake out of focus in the background) like a gybe the other way (from port to starboard). Below, Alex talks about how his watch was lucky, because the gybing was mostly happening while they were on-watch. But the off-watch got basically no sleep at all. Slomo spray on deck. Washing machine. Below, John says, "Five days in Melbourne and everything seems rosy, and then you get back on board and go, Oh my God; what am I doing?" Talks about having missed off watches due to gybing. He preps some food, shows it to the camera. "Looks like baby food." He tries it. "Not too bad." Another drone shot of the gybe aftermath.

Slomo shot of washing machine cockpit with Brunel to leeward. Francesca, on the stern, with Brunel now behnid them to leeward. "If we have made some gains it is perfect. We will have time to sleep in the coming days. I think we need to push as hard as possible now." Slomo of Brunel just ahead of them and to windward. Dee, sitting behind Liz on the helm, talks about the competition. Dee: "The fact that they are that close, but more importantly that we can see all of the others makes it very exciting." Bleddyn leans out to run a line through the stern-rigged outrigger while someone else holds him by the waist; Brunel is visible to leeward. Brian T., leaning against the stack: "It's going well. We're within sight of every boat. Which is great after 24 hours of sailing... Everything you see on the video about how wet they are is totally true, Brian. They are soaking wet. But really nice, really strong boats. Really incredible sailing with the crew." Dee talks about the upcoming day. "When the other boats are this close nobody really cares about how tired they are about gybing."

At the nav station, Dee talks about deciding whether or not to gybe. Most of the boats have headed offshore. Brian [Thompson] has gone on deck to look at how things are. We see Brian talking to Dee through the companionway. "It's just silly to go this way." Dee wakes up people below: "Time to gybe." Liz: "I love the gybing what do you mean I don't like the gybing I love the gybing." Dee, at the nav station, talks about how it's harder to be with everybody rather than sailing on their own. But it's good; morning two and they're with the whole fleet.

Slomo shots of the crew working in the cockpit. Washing machine. Nicho comes below, takes his gear off, washes his face in the galley. Nicho: "You see when you take certain medication, 'Don't operate this vehicle when tired and drowsy'? Well, everyone's operating this vehicle tired and drowsy." Talks about getting rest, food, makes for better decisions. Martine comes below, takes off her gear. "For me sleep and food go side by side. The less I sleep the more I have to eat to have energy." Martine eats. Nicolai talks below about the balance between sleeping and eating. Brad: People sacrifice a lot to get a couple of minutes extra sleep. People don't brush their teeth to get a couple more minutes of sleep. Don't want to name names." Martine gets in her bunk. Nico, talks about the upcoming stronger conditions. "Plenty of sleep. Just look at me." He grins.

Wake shot with Dongfeng sailing fast. View forward from stern, double-headed as they sail on port gybe. Washing machine. Below, Jack eats something. He looks a bit shell-shocked. Jack: "It's been a very brutal leg so far. It's very demanding conditions; always fast, always wet... I don't think I've gone on deck without the wet weather gear the whole race. Everything's wet. Inside the boat's horrible. There's water everywhere. There's water in your sleeping bag, there's water in your personal bag. There's water everywhere. It's been a really hard leg to sleep; every time you seem to get in your bunk there's a gybe or a sail change... It's been a hard leg. Everyone's feeling the push at the moment, everyone's tired... We're close to the end, conditions are still hard at the moment, but everyone's focused on getting to Australia in one piece and in the best place we can... First time I've sailed into Australia, so it's kind of a treat. A big Southern Ocean leg done, which was an unknown for me." Talks about how a lot of his family witll be in Melbourne for the finish. Hasn't seen some of them in 6 years, so it will be great to catch up with them. Really looking forward to getting in. Shots of water condensing on things in the cabin, water flowing. Marie asleep. Jack putting Sudocrem on his hands, face. "It might look ridiculous." But explains how the cream helps with little cuts and sores from the gaskets and salt water. Black, below, talks about how it's a long day, and a lot of pressure, lack of sleep. "A bit tired, yes." Shots of the cockpit from the cabin, washing machine.

Below, Kevin talks about being tired. "With my watch partner Carolijn Brouwer we have been 12 hours on deck - 14, 2 more. Lots of gybes along the ice limit. Now we are getting more pressure, sea state." Now 2 hours of rest before being back on deck, then one very important gybe before heading north for Australia. Carolijn: "I think I have to admit I'm pretty tired now. All the action on deck seems to happen when Kevin and I are off watch. But it's part of the job and you ahve to get it done. It's part of the race." In the Southern Ocean it's harder because of getting dressed and undressed. "When you do that every 2 hours it gets a bit frustrating. In other legs it's much less a problem... There's a lot more layers coming on than otherwise.... Have to push really hard. The guys on MAPFRE have done really well." Fabien talks in French. Black talks about normal life on board. Having to be ready. Eating a lot of food with no rice (?). Pascal talks in French.

Pascal, at the nav station, puts on a headset. He announces something we hear booming through a PA system. "20 minutes before the gybe. 20 minutes." Jack, waking up in his bunk. Carolijn and Black getting dressed. Marie getting dressed. Pascal over the PA: "Three minutes." Crew goes on deck, perfoms the gybe. Below, we see Marie climbing back into her bunk. Pascal, over the PA: "Okay; in about 20 minutes [?] another gybe." Time lapse shot of repeated gybes with short intervals between 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!"

Epic slomo shot of a big Southern Ocean wave. Nicho, below, eating: "Batten fouled again and another repair again. Getting there. Main's back up, so it's not slowing us down any." Justin, below, repairs a batten. "This is Frankenbatten. It's now got four different battens in it." He shows his work: The batten with multiple clamps holding the pieces together while glue cures. "We're obviously trying to be tidy Kiwis who use as much [something] as we can, 5200." There are clamps made from vice grips, from channel lock pliers with a big rubber band around the handle squeezing it closed, and a high-tech looking black clamp. Don't tell the media guy, but I've raided his camera box and found a clamp. Which I'm sure he's going to work out when it gets back that it's been used for some sort of repair." Nicho: "We don't mind doing all these running repairs all the time as long as we can go at pretty much full pace. But it wears everyone out. I don't think Brad has had a full off watch for a long time now. [To Brad.] When was your last full off watch?" Brad (sitting near the galley, pulling off bits of tape): "Can't remember my last full off watch." Brad, to James: "Haven't seen land for over a week now. As far away from anything as you can possibly be, more or less. It's not too bad. It's actually quite cool. Really good breeze, good waves. Good sailing." Martine coils lines in the pit, gets washed over by a wave. Below, she talks to Konrad: "Southern Ocean has been pretty cool, going downwind, in these big waves, sailing during the night with big seas. Cold weather as well. Everythying is dripping on the boat, but sailing has been pretty good, besides our breakdown. As long as we have all the sails up, it's all good." Nicho: "You have moments when you wonder what you're doing down here. Other moments quite in awe of the natural bueauty and harshness of the place... How vulnerable you are down here on a little carbon shell in the middle of nowhere. You want the leg to be over, but also how special it is to be here." Slomo of Nicho on the helm, albatross flying by. [Side note: Again, no Simeon. I'm increasingly of the view that Nicho is actually functionally skipper at this point.]

Wake shot as MAPFRE sails fast with the sun setting behind them. Blair, below in a red light, talks about how it's hard to know when the day started; 12, 24, 36 hours. Gybing every hour if you're on watch; if you're off-watch trying to get down below and get a quick bite to eat, get in your bunk as quick as you can. Louis prepares something to eat in the galley in the light of his headlamp. "Managed to make some pretty good gains on Dongfeng so we're pushing hard." Pablo, standing near the hatch: "Two hours" (until the next gybe). Blair: "Two hours? That can't be right. It's too long!" Támara laughs. Louis asks Jen what's in the food bin behind her. Jen: "Pasta bolognese." Blair hands it out. Later, Jen asks Pablo how he's feeling. "We have just started so at the moment not too bad. We are wet, tired and hungry, all of us. The good thing is it is not that cold anymore. Doing all these aneavers we are quite warm. But there's 18 hours to go, so this is nothing." Talks about hwo it's important to do all these maneuvers to stay close to Dongfeng along the ice limit. Talks about how it's helpful that they're so close by so they can see if they're gaining or losing. Birds astern. Blair talks about getting back in his gear; Willy kids him. Pablo, below, talks about watches. We see footage on deck of a gybe while his audio continues. Have to keep the clothes on because the maneuvers are so frequent. On deck, Xabi talks to Jen with the sunrise behind him: "We've got 20 more of those coming, today and tomorrow. So that's good. Plenty of power here."

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.

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.

Sunrise (that's three OBRs who opened their clip with this sunrise). On the rail, Nicho explains the watch system, in which they stagger. He, "Martini" (Martine), Brad, and Nicolai have been on; now Luke and Peter are coming up. Martine on the helm, smiling. She really seems to like getting the chance to drive. Drone shot with AkzoNobel silhouetted. Was that shot from this morning? Looks like they're triple-heading, but with a reef (?) in the main? Maybe it's B-roll shot a different day. Martine and Nicho, below, going off watch. Nicho: "It's the simple things, like helping each other with food. Up on deck, it's just working out what each other's strengths and weaknesses are, and learning off each other." Martine: "It's Chris Nicholson's sixth time doing this race, so definitely got some experience." Martine, smiling at Nicho: "You're much more the decision-maker, 'cause you wake me up more." Chris: "Oh, yeah. I've woken her up several times an hour early when I've looked at my watch incorrectly... Better than being an hour late, though." Chris cleans down below. Martine crawls into her bunk. Martine: "It's not so easy getting in and out of this bunk, but it's pretty nice once you're in it." Drone shot with rainbow behind AkzoNobel. Chris gets out of his bunk. Jules reads the latest sched: "We did 114, and the next best was 112 by Plastic." Nicho talks about how he got about 2 hours sleep during his 4 hours off-watch, between checking with Jules before going down, doing some cleanup, and now getting up a bit early to get info on what to do next. Nicho: "Little bit of Groundhog Day. But we made some miles on the last sched. It's been the first for a few days, so it's nice." Low-altitude drone shot from the bow.

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.

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.

Horace, on deck, talks about how now that it's calmed down and sunny everyone is trying to dry out their wet clothes. Jack looks at his sunglasses. Below, Charles sleeps in his bunk. Pascal lies down next to other sleeping crew. Boots and clothing laid out to dry on deck, on top of the cabin.

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.

Pablo, below in his foulies, still wet from coming off the deck: "The crew is performing very good. We are all very happy. We are figthing hard, because the beginning of the leg is very important." Blair, below, in progress on getting out of his foulies with sunscreen on his face: "It was cetainly a pretty fast start. Wind's a little lighter now. Managed to get some sleep. Lots of gybing. Everyone's a little bit tired but not too bad." Pablo: "This morning we were leading, we were in front of the boats, probably a little furthe south than them. Then we had to gybe... Dongfeng crossed our bow. Now we are getting to Madeira." Slomo shots on deck: tailing line, spray, Xabi on the helm, bow spray, Pablo on helm. Sunset shots of Mapfre running fast on starboard gybe. Sophie stadning on the stern trimming the mainsheet. Ñeti on the stern with the mainsheet talks in Spanish about the wind, passing Madeira, the other boats.

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.

Cockpit looking aft as Scallywag surfs. Looks a little less hectic than yesterday. Below, Witty sits, looking tired, as Ben walks forward past him toward the galley. Witty: "Good. Nipper's about to cook me some dinner. And I have a couple of favorite words in the dictionary. One is 'ointment'. That means it's too serious for cream and it needs ointment. And that is gonna be my bum in the next few days if it doesn't dry out. And the second one is 'moist'. That's all I can do to describe the last 24 hours is very moist. Fast, and moist." Washing machine shot of cockpit. Witty: "Dongfeng and MAPFRE are a little west of us, but we're a little detached from everyone else... We're all heading west at the moment. Doesn't really mean a hell of a lot... Twenty-four hours into a marathon. Nobody wins it in the first 24 hours... Either I sleep soon or I die. Pretty simple. I can't do 19 days of this; no one can. But the forecast is we only have a couple more days of this. Just tough it out for a couple of more days and see how we go."

Crew on the bow as the boat flops in no wind; crew sleeping forward below.

Shot of boat flopping in drifting conditions. Mark: "Six hours ago we were sailing in 30 knots. Now it's blowing 3 knots, and we have all the gear in the bow, and we're actually getting all the people up here in the bow as well, so we'll be sleeping up here in the middle of the day. Wishing we had the fans in the bunks." Shots of crew trying to sleep in the heat whle the boat flops, and SiFi jokes about the forecast. Someone (Tony?), off-camera: "Look at that: we just cracked 2 knots. Last night we did 32, and now we're 1.9." (It's either Tony or Tom. Need to work on my Aussie vs. Kiwi accent recognition.)

Brunel flops with no wind. TTToP is visible to starboard. Maciel trims, talks to Bouwe on the helm. Both of them are shirtless. Maciel: "No wind." Maciel talks to Martin about how some wind should fill in later from ahead of them. We see a sleeping crewmember's foot, below. Wet clothes hanging from the lifelines and laid out on deck, forward.

Annemieke on deck, looking tired. Annemieke: "We didn't have a lot of sleep last night. So everyone is trying really hard to stay fit... It is nice on this team, because sometimes your teammates just say hey, maybe you should catch up some sleep. Better for everyone." Witty: "You want to beat someone in a sport, you want to beat them fairly with fair play. You don't need to go to extremes. That's not what sport's all about, whether it's amateur sport or professional sport... You get brought up by your parents with a set of values, always do the right thing, to be a sportsman, have a sense of fair play, a sense of values, and that's what you do." Night shot of John (?) working the pit, getting a halyard on lock, then crew grinding to furl. Audio continues over daytime drone shots from above Scallywag. Shots of Ben, and then Tom, working on deck.

Liz, in the pit area, talks about sailing through the Strait of Gibraltar: "Pretty hairy last night. We had up to 36, 37 knots of wind gybing through the straits, avoiding traffic... Now the breeze is slowly dying out... Just crawling back into the fleet. We've got good speed on the guys around us, so looking good." Lucas: Talks about lack of sleep and the Gibraltar passage. "It was pretty fun, actually. There was some fast sailing." Dee: "I feel like a new woman. I feel wonderful! I probably don't look wonderful. Two hours in my bunk. Yes! That's my record for this trip so far."

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