Gripped by the nail-biting battle at the finish for line honours of the Sydney Hobart race, as the leaders were heading up the Derwent River, I was 455 miles east of Martinique on day 14 of a transatlantic, glued to updates through a temperamental Starlink connection. If you didn’t follow it, then check out Crosbie Lorimer’s report (on page 50) and the highlights video. It was the second-closest finish in race history. It never ceases to blow
