Well, well...being on the keyboard after these last few days of "powerful sailing" is a funny feeling. But it's nice- nice to come back to something "normal." Something you can actually do rather than just hanging on, squeezing your teeth and everything else waiting for the next crash. Now we are back in a more civilized world and Cape Town is getting closer. That smells good! But race is not over. The doors are still wide open to any kind of good or bad result.
Conclusion of this last day is: "Congratulations E4, you've done a real demonstration, the level of both crew and preparation became obvious." But race and leg are not over. We better whip ourselves and il mostro hard because in the past editions, winner of first leg won the race...
If E4 did a demonstration, we can see on our side that we have a good learning curve and still some more under our foot. This leg has been a fantastic "lab" to get the last few missing knots out of il mostro. Close contact has been our best friend- almost "two boat testing conditions." This made us stronger.
Now I have talked enough about this race. My thoughts and dreams are going to the moment where we and our families will become one again. A few of us had some peculiar dreams during these heavy sailing. Once while I was steering in the dark, my mind found an escape and I ended up somewhere laying on the floor with my daughters and wife in my arms...Then I had to tell myself: "Come back Sid, that's not the way to go, come back to your numbers and keep fighting." Radical conditions bring us back to our roots and to the important things in life. Even if Anglo-Saxons are not big "talkers" you can feel that in everybody eyes and attitude.
Alright, back to our fight, we have an E4 to kill and a fleet to keep away. I am flying to my bunk and hope to come back on deck with even more anger.
See ya,
Sidney
