Yesterday evening is my last night at sea I hope to cross the finish line around 5 pm GMT. The finish line of a race course but also the culmination of an old project. For these 15 days of racing were great but this crossing is above all the end of an adventure started there more than two years. That's why I prefer to talk about the culmination of a dream, a desire. I often tell my children, "between doing and not doing,
must do." This sentence idiot can sue you and torture you often. Because good and bad reasons to leave in the middle of the ford project stillborn sometimes forcefully announced trumpets are many I bought a boat to prepare for this race and I have not tried not to make that desire a reality. The regatta, the drives come and go, and deadlines are approaching fast. We want everything to be perfect. But life imposes its rhythm. Then, abruptly, no longer control anything and everything goes differently: the first step in abandoning solo run, and operation of wrist fracture in early January and here I finish second in the rankings to 62 in two boats! I am happy not to have released the song. Good is my second sleepless night, my mind wanders a bit. We are 30 miles off the southern tip of the island of Martinique where I see lights! It's been 14 days of desert bizarre.après ocean! The vessel queue at 9 knots under spinnaker in a beautiful and full white moon. I kiss you!
today: Check very emotional last night with great welcome Croyere brothers who arrived two hours earlier. Vons we crossed the line around 4:30 UT. Arrival of Tito and Stephane coming third. Hugs, kisses, rum and ribs on the dock. We redid the whole race and we talk, we discuss. Sunset at dawn. This morning we hosted the 4th then 5th. I slept little but so good! Good go this time I'll leave you.
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