But none of that kept me from picturing what a tsunami might look like if it did rise up and roar toward my little boat like some watery blue version of the Great Wall of China.

When I saw the plane, I was absolutely astonished! Two emotions crashed over me: surging joy and crazy fear.

In that moment it dawned on me that everything has to line up perfectly for something to turn out this awful.

The open ocean often takes you past your physical limits and when it does, sailing becomes a mental game.

I am twelve thousand miles wiser, twelve thousand miles more resilient, and I have twelve thousand miles more faith in God.

It seems like people my age are over-protected today, even to the point where a lot of parents refuse to put their kids in the position to make important decisions, to aspire to great things, because they don't want to put them in a position to fail.

All the ingenuity, all the high-tech gear, all the jury-rigging sometimes the sea would rip it all away until there was only you, the Creator, and His mercy.