This post by my very good friend Emma Watt is about the trials, tribulations and HORRORS of ocean racing. I’m reblogging because I think it’s fabulous research for authors! Read on to feel the buffetting wind, the surging water, the bone-deep cold, the churning stomach, the stench of spew…
Although this blog is really a place for me to keep low FODMAP recipes as I find them / develop them / test them, I thought it would be a sensible place to keep and share my memories of the 2013 Melbourne to Hobart yacht race. So this post has nothing to do with cooking, and everything to do with chucking – you have been warned!
This post has mixed tenses and pronouns, and frankly right now I don’t care 🙂 I’m just getting it out there, thanks for reading, sorry about the poor quality of the writing.
How did I get here?
I have done a fair bit of ocean racing … in the past. It’s been about two years since I sailed with any sort of regularity, and I worked out that I hadn’t done a Hobart race since 2009. In my time, I’ve done two Sydney to…
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