20° 28.241’N, 039°15.961’W
January 26, 2025, 10:32 UTC | 08:33 Ship’s Time | 20° 28.241’N / 039°15.961’W | Jeannette “The Brave”
I can’t believe it has already been 9 days since this exploring adventure began. I truly believe Mother Nature gives you what you need at the time that you need it. And right now, I feel that this epic journey was meant to come into my path (of course, with a little help from my husband Arjan who brought it into my life).
Our dear Brandon has already introduced all of our crew and he named me Jeannette “the Brave,” turning fears into memories. This couldn’t be more accurate because that is exactly how it feels for me. I have been wondering for quite a long time what offshore sailing means to me—is it my dream or is it a nightmare? Am I made for this or do I just want to want this? Can I handle THE ocean? Mother Nature has been giving me exactly what I’ve needed, from temporary blindness (literally 72 hours without being able to see sharply and unable to read due to a side effect of my Scopolamine patch against seasickness). Maybe that was meant for me to assimilate this journey more easily and to stop literally watching and looking at every possible risk before leaving Las Palmas.
Then Nature started pretty mild with these nice swells about 1–1.5m high with a period around 11 seconds. So nice and calm that I could literally feel the ocean breathing underneath us, and this is just such a powerful feeling—becoming one with the ocean. For those reading this, you should know I am the one with the least sailing experience on this ship, and that’s probably why I feel the safest. I know everyone is there for me, willing to back me up.
Steering at the helm has been quite an adventure—feeling afraid, doubting myself, having confidence, and being scared again. But all in all, it has been amazing, having Emily (our captain) and Mia (our mate) coaching me with endless patience and kindness. Or having dear Paolo or Vilgot behind my shoulder when I am at the helm, like my guardian angels giving me emotional and technical support.
Mother Nature has been challenging me more and more after starting with baby steps. I laughed enormously a couple of nights ago when I just said, “Look, what a perfect sky full of stars, so calm,” and I went behind the helm. All of a sudden, this huge squall comes up, with wind from 30 to 34 knots. Mia, our mate, just stayed next to me, guiding me through every step of the way and not taking over the helm. It lasted quite a bit (it was probably minutes, but for me it felt SO LONG!), and then this impressive calmness and peaceful feeling came down from the sky and I relaxed completely. I felt just like such a BIG GIRL steering this GORGEOUS 65-foot racing sailboat right in the middle of a squall in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean. This must be one of the most empowering feelings I have ever felt. I am so thankful for it. From that moment, I just feel this inner trust in myself that I can stay calm and manage the challenge. Whenever it gets heavy, I go back to that moment. ;)
It has been an enormous challenge, because everyone knows I am not a morning person and I need to put a spoon under my eyelids when I have the night shift between 2 and 6. After 3–4 days I felt totally exhausted, asking myself why am I putting myself up to this. But somewhere between that tiredness and exhaustion, somehow the Universe manages to amaze me again with these amazing moonrises, with dolphins or whales, with flying fish, with a totally impressive deep black sky, this huge squall with awful changing winds, or this open sky full of stars looking down on me.
I love this wonderful comforting feeling that some dear family members of mine are just watching and taking care of me from upon the stars, feeling incredibly proud of me. Just as much as I am proud of myself just for being here and living every moment of it.
@Mi cielo y mis amores: los amo con toda mi alma y mi corazón y los tengo aquí conmigo. ;o)
Cielo, porfis explícale a mi mamá y familia en México cómo pueden seguir este blog. ;o)
Arjan: Please tell my mother to read the blogs (and explain to her how to find them/read them :) )
- Jeannette (A Mexican girl who fell in love 18 years ago with this incredible Dutch guy and has been living this wonderful adventure with him and my family ever since)
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The Penultimate Blog from Adrienne II
After 20 days, and 3000+ nautical miles, we're back on land. The motley crew of Adrienne II, consisting of 7 happy amateurs supported by 3 professionals, have completed an epic journey many dream of but few realize. So much of this trip has been about being present - with nature, with each other, with this boat. My biggest takeaway from this trip is the amazing crossing of the ITCZ (Inter Tropical Convergence Zone). We all hope you've enjoyed the blog as much as we've enjoyed creating it.
Mother Nature, you’ve outdone yourself!
It’s been a great experience to have a non-traditional trans-Atlantic, as it’s been packed with genuinely cool features. The Doldrums!! A place sailors have been talking about for centuries. The unpredictability is what made it such an exhilarating experience. While some might be frightened or alarmed by this kind of weather, I was embodied with a sense of calm and awe. There’s something wildly beautiful about being reminded how small you are, while feeling so incredibly alive.
A Heavenly High
As you have probably figured out at this point, the drug of choice on board is, of course, celestial navigation- an art which has hooked offshore sailors for centuries. Once addicted, navigators will emerge from down below only to get their fixes two times per day, and spend the rest of their days and nights down below doing complex spherical mathematics. On Adrienne II, our skipper is our dealer. I must confess that I myself gave in to the strange urge which I’ve felt witnessing my crewmates practice this fine art, and yesterday felt an amazing sensation as I was able to wield the sextant for the first time and with it, bring down the tip of our starboard spreader to the top of our front sprayhood, presicely measuring the angle between the two (35deg, 38,8’ min). This afternoon, Naxo then showed me how to get my fix from the very sun itself - and I now fear there is no turning back.