It wasn't so bad
What was I whittering on about back in Sydney? Crossing the Atlantic was a doddle, even if we did come in at 9th position so will miss our target position of being in top 5 of the overall race leaderboard.
We had a right mixture of weather, starting with cold and being on iceberg watch, to dense fog and on iceberg and any other shipping watch to sunshine and showers, topped off with 40knots of wind blasting us along.
The down side of this race is that someone brought a bug onboard and it ripped its way through our watch, a chest infection on a racing yacht mid-ocean is no fun but there is a plus side that you get sent to your bunk for as long as it takes to get over the worst of it and this means sleep. Lots and lots of, reasonably, uninterrupted sleep. Now that is a rarety and a luxury not to be, ahem, sneezed at.
So then here I am in Ireland sat in a comfortable hotel room enjoying the sensation of a steady platform beneath my feet. Admittedly my head is swaying just a little bit but I put this down to it being 8pm and we hit land at 5am, the showers by 5.15 and the bar at 5.30am. No, don't tut, I haven't been drinking all day, and yes mum I have eaten, I'm just shattered and have been down to meet a friend who came in 2nd on this race so toasted her success with a glass of champaign. What I should be doing now is heading down to the yacht club to catch up with my crewmies and fellow sailors but that bed is looking oh so comfortable.
Maybe I'll just have a quick snooze. . . .
footnote; I'm too tired to read this back and correct grammar/spelling but I'm sure you'll forgive me this one time
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