Thanks to the lads off the warship all the parts are now at Maiviken hut to do repairs.

On the way up to Deadmans it started gusting 25 knots which with the insulation board in hand allowed us to be pulled up the slope by the wind.

They started with a two man lift on the ply and ended with a four man lift – much more sensible.

Now the small world part! One of the officers on the warship was a guy I sailed with in Dubai when I was 16 or 17. Him and his father invited me onto their Val 31 trimeran to race in the Presidents Cup after the boat I was on had a collision. It was one of the most fascinating races I have done.

All these years later I didn’t recognise him but he thought it was me but didn’t say anything until he looked up my blog. The chances of meeting up in South Georgia after such a long time have to be very very slim indeed – I am not that good of a mathematician to work that out. Unfortunately he figured it out after he had been ashore for his ‘shore leave’ so we didn’t get to catch up.