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I’m sailing 40,000 nautical miles in the Clipper Round the World Yacht Race, but his journey is more than a race — it’s a tribute, a mission, and a way to support life-saving brain cancer research…🚩 Read More or Donate here
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After real doubt and real heat, we soon turn east — toward home Onward to China, South Korea, and Seattle. A few days ago, I wasn’t sure I would write those words. After Leg 5 — brutal heat, injury, exhaustion, and the mental grind of three weeks in a floating furnace — I publicly wrestled...
Leg 5. Race 1. The leg that tested more than sails and standings Three weeks that felt like three months. And for the first time in more than 20,000 nautical miles, I’m not sure what comes next. A Quiet Beginning This leg began quietly. We motored south from Airlie Beach to Mackay to clear Australian...
Battleships, tin cans, and entirely too much naval history (nerd alert) Soon, my Clipper race will carry me across the Coral Sea and past Leyte Gulf—names that read like coordinates on a chart but resonate like bells in naval history. For most sailors, they’re just places you pass through. For me, they are chapters. I...
Relentless is the word that keeps coming back to me when I think about Leg 4, Relentless helming. Relentless wind. Relentless pressure on the boat and the crew. Before you read on — a quick reminder: This race is part of my ongoing fundraiser for the Preston Robert Tisch Brain Tumor Center, in memory of...
How the 1983 America’s Cup taught me—four decades and three ocean crossings later—what pressure really costs I grew up loving the America’s Cup. Not casually. Devotionally. The America’s Cup is the oldest continuously contested sporting trophy in the world, and for most of its life it lived in the United States. One hundred and thirty-two...
Cold southern latitudes, broken gear, borrowed water, and the quiet moments that make an ocean crossing unforgettable Before you read on — a quick reminder: This race is part of my ongoing fundraiser for the Preston Robert Tisch Brain Tumor Center, in memory of my brother-in-law Bob. If you’ve been following along and are able...
We pushed off from Punta del Este, Uruguay, and pointed the bow east toward Cape Town, South Africa—another ocean, another horizon, another long stretch of water to cross. This time, the Atlantic greeted us with the unmistakable chill of winds born in Antarctica. Even bundled in layers, you could feel the cold coming from the...
Another 5,300 nautical miles behind us This leg of the Clipper Round the World Race was a struggle—physically, mentally, and emotionally. But as I think about that word struggle, I’m reminded that mine is temporary and chosen. The patients and families at the Preston Robert Tisch Brain Tumor Center face a kind of endurance no...
Before I tell you about Race 1, I want to remind everyone why I’m doing this. I’m sailing in honor of my brother-in-law Bob, who passed away from a brain tumor at just 44 years old. I’m raising funds for the Preston Robert Tisch Brain Tumor Center, where every contribution goes directly toward helping families...