We are currently motoring along into a rising sun, about twenty miles from Gijón. The autopilot is on, Si is Brassoing the stove and Piglet is napping. But then, when isn’t he? Looking at the plotter I can tell you that we are, as the crow flies, 395 nautical miles from our mooring in Percuil and 290 from Brest. We’ll either go straight to Brittany from Gijón, or if it makes more sense with the weather, to Santander and then across from there. But first, and very excitingly, my mum is coming to visit us in Gijón, so I will take up the blog again in ten days or so, once we leave!