Bad Luck, Heartbreak, and Joy. Qingdao to Tongyeong

From a perfect race unraveling at sea to a fleeting reunion on land—heartbreak, perspective, and the long road home across the Pacific Screenshot Qingdao didn’t just send us off—it celebrated…

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The Race of Extremes: Subic Bay to Qingdao

Two merging lows, hard upwind sailing, and a remarkable welcome in China’s Olympic sailing city. Nǐ hǎo (你好). That’s one of the first phrases I learned arriving in China. Pronounced…

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Not Done Yet – Onward to China

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…

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Point Lima: Big Guns, Small Ships, and Quiet Water

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…

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Leg 4 – Relentless

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…

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One Tack Every Minute

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…

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Leg 2: Crossing the Atlantic… Again

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,…

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Race 2: Spain to Uruguay

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…

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