"A high impact event that is difficult to predict. . . . .but that in retrospect. . . .appears inevitable." Is the Encyclopedia Britannica's definition of a Black Swan occurence.
Stargazer's skipper's day has certainly had a dreamlike quality. Yesterday's early start, to catch the night breeze, exacting an unusually severe toll. I take a sleepy stroll around the lagoons, behind Port Olonna, in an attempt to clear my head. Sighting our, possibly portentous, Black Swan.
Beyond the tranquil lakes lies a supermarket sized Decathlon store. Proud to declare, at the door, its support for the 2028 Vendee Globe campaign of local lad, Benj Dutreux. Who runs the Eole yard and J-Boat dealership in nearby Bourgenay. And who raced the ex-Hugo Boss (see Ad Lib 91) in 2024.
By the time I return to the waterfront, with a fresh bag of shorts and polo shirts to salt water abuse, Stargazer's washing is ready to retrieve from the Lavarie Automatique. The operation of which is the most complex task that my fuddled brain is today capable of.
The victors, of the ten editions of the Vendee Globe Race, smile knowingly. Their ever decreasing record times proudly displayed beside their likenesses. One hundred and nine days, for Titouan Lamazou, reduced to sixty four by Charlie Dalin. Experts all, in maintaning high physical function in the face of sustained sleep deprivation.
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