Wild Eyes was built for speed and I was flying down walls of water twenty and thirty feet high.

I was so thankful that my parents trusted me enough and had enough faith in my abilities to let me follow my passion and try to do something great, even if I might fail.

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

Being at sea is like watching the whole world in high-definition.

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.

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

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