Our last full day at sea, and despite attentions being focused on the next stages of our journeys, the crew made it interesting to the end. Adrian’s suggestion of a photo competition tempted 22 entrants, though some professionals were rather sniffy and didn’t take part. The slate has caused much interest and is a really effective way to manage digital photo – you can cull, crop, edit, manipulate, copy and transfer to CD. The ship’s printer got plenty of hammer too! After paying our debts, in the afternoon, Bill did a resumé of the trip, and I include some reminders/details I missed, below. I asked for it on CD, and thirty others followed suit! Great basis for the WI request if it comes! Adrian spent the day making CDs of his photos for people, mostly Karen Bass, who is commissioning editor for the BBC in Bristol and knows Steve Downer. Small world at the Captain’s Dinner; their party was invited to sit at the top table. Our dining companions, John & Alison Atkins from the other side of Banbury divulged that it was their silver wedding, so I tipped the wink to Ellen and a bottle of bubbly arrived. The dinner was excellent, not at all the sturdy but plain fare we’d foreseen, and the pièce de résistance was a replica of the ship in sponge and meringue with a dubious-looking orca off the starboard bow. After dinner, Lynn gave a photo presentation about Peregrine’s other tours. About 4pm, we rounded the Cape Horn, in remarkably calm seas, much to the relief of Patty, dubbed our ‘barometer’ because she is the most sensitive of travellers, keeling over at the slightest swell. She’s even suspicious of a wet glass! Despite a very foggy day, the Horn was visible, but strangely unremarkable, given its reputation. For the first time in ages, we saw a sunset and stars. The Cape Hornet cocktail, so-called because it stings you later, seemed to have worked on Adrian. At 1.40, I went up to the bar to remind him he hadn’t packed his stuff. Ah. He was commendably quiet whilst staggering about, but then, I did have earplugs in…