As I was wrestling my soggy trousers off in the darkness, there was a loud slam and I was thrown across the cabin, tensing every muscle...

When the daylight was gone and I was getting sorted for my night shifts, I called home. My mum read me a quote from my favourite book...

We were off. This was it. Everything we’d spent the last 18 months working our socks off for. La Gomera disappeared fast into the mist...