July 17, 2019
Pushing off the beach at Eastbourne into smooth waters on July 17th 2019. Little did I know what I was letting myself in for.
I arrived late at night in the middle of the Hythe firing range, during live firing. I was out of wind, water, battery and hopelessly unprepared for a one man sail around Britain. The grumpy military officer in an escort boat instructed me to report ashore to his watch officer. I landed and hid in my leaky tent.
