“Unlike sailing in the UK, you can’t wait to get hit by a wave of fresh Garda water”
ather than writing about, talking about, and criticising other sailors competing at major international events, it was time to duck out of the journalism and see if I can still actually sail and race on my own terms. I’m one day into the Musto Skiff World Championship at Lake Garda, pretty much unpractised but determined to give the event a go anyway. After 22 hours of driving from Cherbourg to Torbole, via rush hour traffic jams through Paris and