Atlantic Crossing

We made it !! What a feeling to actually jump ashore after more than 15 days at sea.  Once your legs stop wobbling, you feel a deep sense of satisfaction tinged with relief matched with a wide grin, we can call ourselves sailors!!
The traditional trade winds rarely kicked in so we had to track North to hunt various wind patterns sometimes facing Florida, which was a bit disorientating.  When they did come we were able to bowl along ticking off the miles enjoying the sun (eventually).  We caught some fish on route - Mahi Mahi and Wahoo, hard fought but tasted fantastic.  We had half way parties, film nights, did our own desert Island discs, talked, had fun, we even managed to sleep if only for a few hours at a time. It’s strange, 250 boats take part however you rarely see another the whole way over.  And it’s some-what overwhelming to be literally in the middle of nowhere staring up at a sky filled with stars, one’s feeling of self is somewhat diminished!
Arriving mid-afternoon was tremendous, finally crossing the line, tying up, being met with rum punch and a warm St Lucian welcome…
Hot off the press: not only did we cross the line 17th, but have come 3rd in our division, with our objective of a safe passage with nothing broken also met…now that’s not bad for a Virgin Atlantic crew !!!