There’s nothing–absolutely nothing–half so much worth doing as messing about in boats.
Naming a thing is daunting. But we have some very clever friends. And so we polled them, and one of them came up with this name. This adventure took me away over Christmas, which meant that as far as my family was concerned, I was in the dog house. There were two, three things I was really grateful for – the adventure I was going to have, my family that was waiting on the other side, and the boat that took me there. You can’t row the Atlantic without a good boat and I had one.