A sail trip

We arrived in Moraira at sunset. We were fascinated by the sailing ship that our friend Juan had got to do the trip. Formentera was our goal.
Immediately, we began to prepare the boat: ropes, sails, GPS, automatic pilot, motor, fresh water, compass, and of course, food and drinks to start a night trip.
At midnight, all of these requirements were ready and the trip began. First, we discussed about the convenience of saving gas-oil, using sails only, but the discussion didn't make sense, because the wind was very slow. We expected to arrive in Formentera as sunrise, but we knew that was impossible.
After two miles, Juan had to change genoa sail, and thirty minutes afterwards, signal of GPS was lost. Luckly, Juan is an expert captain, and he calculated the route with a nautical chart, a compass, and the stars.
The rest of the travel, we had a quiet sea, and enjoyed the silence, only perturbed by sails sound in their fight with the wind.
At ten o'clock, we arrived in Formentera. Since this trip, I'm addicted to sailing and I practice racing dinghy every week.