It was the last race of the season. There was wind! Elizabeth thought we "almost tipped" about ten times, so she's not that comfortable with heeling yet. We actually had her stand in the cockpit for most of the race - I think Mike's son was a little nervous about a repeat of the shoe incident. She said she didn't mind.
It was not too cold, it didn't rain and there was the most glorious sunset. All in all a very fitting end to a rather weird season. In the end we got out five times, which is five times more than I had expected at the beginning.