The clouds were firmly over the famous rock as we approached from the east. It was an easy trip and we tied up and then wandered into town. Anyone that has any knowledge of English naval history has to have a soft spot in their heart for Gibraltar; it feels like an old pirate town that has been dragged into the modern day, but anytime you look down the little alleyways you can easily imagine the press-gangs rounding up the drunken sailors as they staggered from the pubs.