What a day we have had! We left Gunwharf with skill, grace and smoothness that only galaxy chocolate can provide.

After a winch brief it was time! Finally, time for the main to be raised to the heavens and fill with the breeze that surrounded us.

A cup of tea later and we faced a hurdle. What can only be described as a wall of Cowes week sailing boats was on the horizon, but through we went, boat to the left of us, and the right, no the left again!

And as we came out of the forest of masts lunch appeared as if to welcome us to the open western solent safety.

Before we knew it Lymington was here, and alongside we went. Crys of ‘we need fishing gear to catch dinner’ happened. Though how fish and spaghetti bolognaise are linked Im not quite sure.

Anyways fishing gear was acquired and the mast climbs completed its time for dinner… with no fish (which bearing in mind would have been out of a marina, I think is a rather good thing).

In the morning, we woke up at 7:16.35 and we ate a breakfast consisting of multiple cereals including the popular option of the brand known as Cocoa Pops. After this grand meal, and our bellies full of nutritious substances, we prepared the boat to the utmost perfection.

At precisely 9:52.53 we left Gunwharf Quays in Portsmouth Harbour, England, UK, Europe, Earth, Milky Way, Universe. Once we had gone, with stylish fashion, out of the harbour, we made our way with the pristine engine towards the expanse of the Solent.

At 10:55.16 we hoisted the unwrinkled sails (with one reef) with the effort of Oscar and Ocean easing the sail, Rosie and Harriet in the snake pit, and the rest of us sweating intensely on the halyard.

We continued to sail over gentle waters averaging 16kt on our first day sailing across the majestic southern coast of England while skimming the Isle of Wight. As we sailed, we encountered the breathtaking races for Cowes Week Festival.

For Lunch we were catered by the Macho Mantarays who supplied us with scrumptious baguette sandwiches filled with various ingredients including chicken, lettuce, cheese, ham, tuna, tomato, and butter.

One sandwich was unfortunately stolen by the wind’s icy fingers (later returned and consumed). The Indigo Isopods then washed up to filthy plates in which we scrubbed until they were shining like diamonds.

We folded the sail, before arriving at the cosy seaside town of Lymington promptly at 14:39.59.

Here we then went on a trip in which many items were purchased including two fishing rods, an ice-cream, a toothbrush, sweets, and a t-shirt.

We spent the evening climbing the towering 28-meter mast and enjoying the view from the top. In the end, despite multiple attempts and hours fishing, there were none caught.

Dinner was prepared by the Isopods who watered their fellow comrades with Spaghetti Bolognese. Every. Single. Person. Enjoyed every bite of the meal. They came to the agreement that it was the best meal they had on tall ships.

We all had showers before we wrote the blog of which Me (Jake), Harriet, Ruby, and Alex. What happened after this remains unknown till the sun rises tomorrow.

It was at the exact time of 8.01.52 that we awoke to start the wondrous journey to Poole.

The Macho Mantarays embarked on their mission to create a delicious break of the fast which consisted of toast grilled to perfection and scrumptious scrambled eggs.

Subsequently the whole crew began to prepare the deck above for the expedition to the country of land known as ‘Poole.’ Once completed, we set sail into the vast wide azure stretch of water.

It was at the precise time of 13.43.12 that we began to hoist the yankee 2 and stay sails up into the bristling wind. They flapped in the air until the trusty humans pulled the sails into place. We then discussed the topic of cardinals and what the different buoys mean in terms of sailing.

At 12.37.54 the Indigo Isopods prepared a spectacular meal of filled pasta including red and green pesto, cheese and ravioli.

We then arrived at beautiful port of Poole, where we were given the wonderful opportunity to leave the ship to wander the shops in search edible food and essentials.

At precisely 18.30.01 we relocated back at the boat where we had an educational display of the drill of the ‘man overboard’.

After being given the amazing production of Antoine drowning on the pontoon, the Macho Mantarays went down to make the final meal of the day: dinner, which consisted of the options of battered chicken or fish, both with a side of chips and various sauce such as ketchup, mayonnaise and HP sauce.

At the time the Macho Mantarays created the Michelin Star worthy meal, the Indigo Isopods showered in the facilities located by the harbour.

Once dinner was completed and the gang had eaten, the Indigo Isopods cleaned up the dishes while the Macho Mantarays showered.

And here we sit here, after a long fulfilling day, writing this brilliant blog.  We have completed our mission.

Today we awoke at 7:41.35 and quickly rigged the boat to escape the harbour of Poole.

Once we had departed using the motor, we went downstairs to eat a breakfast of croissants while discussing the deep and emotionally challenging philosophical debate on the matter of trees non-sentient state and babies with knives (Ocean Denies any involvement with this discussion).

We then prepared and hoisted all three sails 10:38.27 with the ease of a well trained crew. All 22 (no one was lost) then continued our journey to Weymouth on board the rapidly challenger vessel.

After much hard work sailing, we consumed some delightful chicken wraps prepared by Izzy and Mia.

During our sailing across the Southern Coast, we started beating up the North-Western wind. After much avoidance of lobster pots, at 15:32.41, we made it into Weymouth.

We were permitted to enjoy an hour and half to enjoy ourselves fishing and walking around the seaside.

Once we had made our way back to the boat, we all got ready to travel to the beach. Once we had gone to the beach, where we swam and dunked each other in the sea, we had our showers and made our way back along the path next to the marina.

Then, while dinner was prepared, we took turns performing some pretty rubbish magic tricks.

We ate a dinner of Chicken Stir Fry and Antoine declared that he would clean the table, and finally the Isotopes wrote the blog, before we enjoy some Sabtawa (Sabtaur).

We woke up at 6am. We lifted off at 6:30. For breakfast, we had bacon rolls. It was delicious.

The wind wasn’t very strong, so we did motorboating. But we did hang off the boat which we all very much liked. Then came lunch: jacket potatoes. Very yummy in our tummies!

Then came the sweating competition for Jaffa cakes. Martin won. Then we anchored at 3. We rowed in dinghy’s, fun! Then we all jumped off the boat and got hennas. Fantastic!

Then we ate dinner cooked by the Mia Mantarays watch. It was good. We had curry. Then we sailed home to Portsmouth where we enjoy our last evening, doing fun activities, and debated on lots of topics. So, the day was yummy, funny, and we didn’t see bunnies (it rhymes did you see that)