The wind is very light and Chris Tibbs, the ARC’s meteorologist, is telling us that it’s going to be southerly. It’s sixteen years since my first transatlantic on a 37 foot monohull, in a somewhat different scenario: there are 5 of us plus Hades, a landseer (a maritime rescue dog), my life insurance, on board Cat’Leya, a Lagoon 52… I’ve been dreaming of this transat, and now we’ve done it!
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Publié le
21/03/2017
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My first transat, in 2000, was a bit of a revelation. Setting out from Mindelo in the Cape Verde islands, we reached Martinique after 17 days’ sailing in total “zen” mode. Here’s what I wrote in my blog when we arrived: “Thank you to the tropicbird who so often brought us a little pale glow in the sky; to the dolphins, and their cries that we could hear during the night watch; to the sky and her blanket of stars which, even though no longer guiding us, still let us hold a course; to the ocean for everything; to Catleya who made it; to my girlfriend who let me do it; and above all t…
