Follow the Sun - Ulladulla.

   We weighed anchor under a strong wind warning, but into a magic morn.

   The wind seemed to be sulking elsewhere; we had to motor sail to get our miles. The sun's rays reflected off the calm waters were hallucinogenic. Very cold became cold and then warm. A band of dark blue grey cloud, that appeared to be raining rainbow, was in pursuit. It caught us with 3 miles to go and gave a real reminder where we were.

                            Again the forecast is bleak.