After getting myself settled in my new cabin and exchanging stories with Jack & Sophie we were all set and headed off. We were expertly guided out of the Marina out of the harbour and into the endless blue ocean. As the foam sprayed around the bow we set about laying around on the deck and just letting the cool breeze stop us from feeling too hot in what can only be described as incredible heat. You have to be very careful on board a moving boat and I for one had covered myself in factor 50. It looked as if Jack had spent most of his life on the ocean and his skin was deep brown and crumpled like a used paper bag, it shone like old leather and the laughter lines around his eyes were deep and creased from years of grinning. He grinned a great deal, he and Sophie seemed to have a friendship that was most at ease when they could relate tales of people that they had worked for that wanted the impossible. He was a tall and lean man in his early 60's and she was the wrong side of a half century but they were both strong and fit. If there had ever been any chemistry between them it had been exocised long ago and they had learned how to be the closest of friends.