well, we left NYC yesterday afternoon around 2:00pm after saying our good byes to the wonderful crew at Great Kills Marina and headed West on route I80. I spent a couple of years in Clarion PA during my junior high school years and have fond memories so I decided to spend the night there and take a quick look in he morning before getting back on the road.

I've been thinking about the meaning of success and failure and how I feel about not having achieved my goal of an Atlantic crossing. I have no feeling of failure in his adventure. I applied all my energy and resources to the project holding back nothing. That I was optimistic about the length of time it would take to outfitt Lonegull and the distance I would make good once I was sailing is what it took to get as far as I did whit he adventure. What I mean is that if I lacked the magical thinking of compressing time to fit my needs then I would never have worked as hard or achieved what I did. More on this later.

Not many people dive head first into the deep end of the pool he way I did. I dove in, had a great swim, learned an incredible amount about Lonegull, the ocean and myself and made it back to the edge of the pool with out any major incidents . It helps to know there were many people saying prayers for me , I'm sure I needed them and was protected by them.