Climbing a mast is one of the top five things encountered over my sailing career that’s guaranteed to get my heart racing. Any motion felt on deck is amplified the higher you go, leaving the climber not only to contend with the height but being flung around like a rag doll with every roll of the boat.
If there’s any option not to climb the mast while at sea then take it – get to a port of refuge or at least some
