I'm off. I left Cowes this morning at 4.

I'm off.
I left Cowes this morning at 4.15 and two hours later i'm clearing the Needles.
The tide is with me and we're moving very fast in a brisk 25 knots of wind. The wind is set to increase later so i'm not sure if i'll stop go dartmouth or press on, we'll see.
Well, finally we're off.
Marco.

Ready to go

I spent the weekend doing the last few odd jobs on the boat and had a chance to go out and take a few picures in the Solent, at 30+ knots I had 3 reefs in the main and the number 4 rather than a nice colourful kite but it was a nice chance to check that all the heavy weather gear was in order before setting off for the bluQube Solo 1000... Wednesday I'll leave Cowes heading for Mylor and I'm feeling ready to go.

Marco.

British Beagle

Closing the circle

I'm finally back in London, I guess this really closes the circle. Yesterday Ella and I arrived in Haslar Marina in Portsmouth Harbour after a rather tough delivery. I must admit I'm really glad to be back, it's been a tough long past 10 months and after the great adventure some normality seems a real luxury.

We left Les Sables D'Olonne on the 17th with a rather mild forecast but found ourselves crashing to windward in 30 knots of northerly wind and a nasty swell on the first night. The following day the wind dropped completely and we motored from the Raz de Sein and through the Canal de Four all the way to St Peter Port where we had to stop to refuel... Unfortunately the fuel pump was closed so we ended up staying overnight and had to wait till the following afternoon for the tide to rise again enough to get to the fuel pontoon when it was open and then find a favourable current north through the Little Russel channel and towards the UK. The weather didnt play ball and a 20knots reach that we had as forecast turned out to be a solid beat all the way to the Isle of Wight with winds up to 35knots in absolute horrible weather and through constant thunderous squalls.

One squall in particular caught us totally unawares, I saw a very dense cloud approaching us on the radar, we were sailing with reefed main and staysail so I didnt think any action was required when suddenly the boat leaned over and the wind instruments read 40 the 50 then 60 knots while I watched in disbelief, the top gust was 65 knots!!! It all lasted less than 30 seconds and i thought i'd get to the cockpit to find all sails trashed but luckily there was no damage... I found it increadible that after sailing around the whole world I recorded the highest gust just 10 miles from home south of the Isle of Wight, perhaps the moral of the whole story is that we need to go away and see the four corners of the whole world to understand what we already have right there under our nose at home. 

The next few months will be about figuring out what's next, finding that elusive balance between dreams, ambitions, mortgages and bills, but I feel anything is possible and the right path will soon reveal itself. 

A massive thanks to all those who wrote messages of congratulations, it is truly wonderful to have been able to share this race with so many.