So we’re now in the middle of the Beaufort Sea. Point Barrow came and went, The Mother and Denis got off, Johan and The Father got on and we went on our merry way. Unfortunately though Tuktuyaktuk is only five hundred miles away the wind was right on our nose so we had to go quite a long way north so that we could get the right wind angle to sail to Tuk. That hasn’t happened. At the moment we’re tacking back and forth trying more or less in vain to find a position where the mainsail helps rather than hinders us. At this rate it’s going to take another four days to get there. In the meantime however I have some washing up, so I need to leave you now. I’ll write again when I can, bye.