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

Going up the mast is one of the most dangerous things you can do as a solo sailor.

Terror ripped through me as I was falling, falling, falling toward the sea.

The things that happen on the sea take you beyond yourself, beyond human capability.

On October 19, 2009, my sixteenth birthday, Wild Eyes officially became mine! Now it was really happening.

Fewer people have successfully solo-circumnavigated the globe than have journeyed into space.

On June 10, the worst storm in the series swept across the middle of the Indian Ocean and Wild Eyes was directly in its path.