We crossed the finishing line at around ~0600 UTC.
We were welcomed by:
– a flotilla (well, the committee boat and the photographer’s rib),
– a salute (not 21-gun admittedly but a signal horn to announce our arrival to the world),
– cheering spectators (perhaps not 000s but intermittent cheering, whistling and whooping followed us as we made our way around the marina), and
– a welcoming committee on our pontoon of at least a dozen, possibly twenty friends and ARC team members – brilliant that they stayed up until (or got up at) two in the morning to welcome us to Las Palmas – thank you all very much!
The welcoming party included a local welcome of rum punch for the adults, cola for the children – whom we roused, they were very happy to see a friend, Max from Rosea, there to welcome them – as well as a very generous and thoughtful bottle of fizz from Vagaris, which we enjoyed at our leisure once everyone else had gone to bed. Thank you again.
Safe, sound. Arrived.
Lots to do tomorrow, but for the moment let’s relax! (Or perhaps, “smile mon!”)