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The race is now well and truly over. Oh well. But in the meantime, if you do happen to be a lucky crew member and are looking for some information, hopefully this blog can help you out. To make things easy, all the links you could possibly need to find things on this blog can be found HERE.
Gone were the jokes about 5 more days: this race was going to be just 36 hours long, the shortest of the entire Clipper Race. The forecast was for some serious upwind sailing, so out it was with the Stugeron again. Preparing for race start this time, however, was a doddle as Emily and I had been sleeping on the boat during the stopover.
No manic taxi rides carting our stuff around, we just woke up, hunted breakfast croissants, of course and then at 12pm we were off through the locks. Time to do that Parade of Sail malarky. As we had plenty of people on deck and the stugeron was kicking in, I took the parade of sail as an opportunity for a nap.
This means I missed the military boats guiding us, missed the final views of Den Helder and probably other stuff too. Reflecting on these blogs, I seem to have slept through quite a bit of the exciting stuff on this race actually…. A less extreme approach was to sleep in your bunk if it was on the high side score! This seemed to be a pretty sensible approach apart from the tacking: on the Friday of this race alone there was significantly more tacking than the rest of my race put together!