After an decent night sail today was a frustrating day of chasing a very light wind. Whilst we were dodging a big thunder storm I spotted what looked like a white rowing boat with two people in it. Given that there is a penal island near here... there was a conversation discussing picking up two men on the run and possibly armed to the teeth.... We decided the proper thing to do was to head into the storm and investigate. It turned out to be two boobies on a fridge. The fridge was open - heaven knows how it was still floating. That was a big storm it showed up as 4 miles by 8 on the radar. What a pair of boobies. We are tired and are still trying to get into the shift rota.