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...

Snippet from my journal on 18th December - night 4. It's 4:51am. Wind 18-20knots from the east, gusting 25. The strongest winds we've...

~ an ode to the 2023 fleet ~ Now the last boat is in, Ian's lit his last flare A sight we all love to see It's brought to a close the...

It's been a hot minute since I wrote anything here. I've been keeping up the journal but I have not had an ounce of time to write as much...