Forsaken again by the weather gods. Northerlies every second day, so it seemed. The days in between were good but the uncertain outlook ensured we stayed at the Swains. Saumarez was the goal, the Swains aren't a bad consolation prize, some of our best fish have come from there.

I had been looking forward to this trip with a mixture of eagerness and trepidation. Being a new boat and crew, and a mainly new group of guys I hoped there would be no problems and everyone would get along well. Then as the date approached, forecasts of 25-33 knot southeasterlies compounded my concerns.

It becomes difficult after a while to describe these charters without repeating myself, they are always great and I have yet to have a single person aboard who was not eager to do it again. So I have decided to 'cut to the chase' and relate the facts.