Some time ago I found an old wiro notebook in a drawer. A scruffy wiro bound notebook with a photo of 2 men in a kayak with a bear on the front cover. In that notebook I found terrible sketches drawn in pencil made while travelling in 1991. One sketch leapt out at me. It was a rough pencil sketch of Mt Ararat from a backpacking trip to eastern Turkey. The sketch really surprised me – it was a very basic pencil sketch, drawn using a .5mm technical pencil on a cheap notepad. The sketch is just black and white… To my surprise the sounds and smells of the day came flooding back. Meeting some Kurdish goat herders and their flock near the base of Mt Ararat, about 10km from the Iranian border on a bright sunny but cool, alpine day. Along with memories of driving across the mountain steppe in an old Renault 19 and the smells of chai and coffee in a Doğubayazıt pasta solunu. It all came back come flooding back! Why did it evoke such vivid memories? I’m not really sure to be honest. Maybe t...
Today after all the years of planning, investment, training, designing, capsizing and court dramas we finally got to see if we have any chance of taking the cup out. After some exciting and ultra close racing - these enormous catamarans often 'foil' (they're basically airborne) at over 40 knots - it seems our boat might be just that little bit quicker taking out both of today's races. The adults in our household were pretty excited anyway as we watched the yachts zip up and down San Francisco Bay on TV with great views of Alcatraz and Golden Gate bridge. Clearly the racing isn't such a big deal to our children who kept themselves busy creating whole new lands in Minecraft.
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