Tossing the lines, setting the anchor and planting some roots, or cast them off and drive into the unknown horizon and afar. Both can be satisfying and scary at the same time. Doing both at the same time is a completely different story again. It’s sounding as impossible as any tasks of my past, but here I am on the very mission.

For the get away and get lost part, one has to try find the vehicle to go. And again there are so many options. Feet, wheels, wings and what not. I tried them all in the past decade, but couldn’t quite find the one with the desired compromises, that suits my ways. Everything has it’s time, sure, but having lived at the ocean and enjoying the water my entire life, it is kinda surprising that sails never crossed my mind before. When they finally did, I just blinked once and everything fell into place in front of me. Being probably the most complex and manifold project – getting the boat and becoming a sailor – the speed of the accomplishment should have been surprising yet again, but with all my training of getting the impossible as fast as possible, as soon as I my imagination drew a clear picture of me on board, the stone was already rolling. All in all a year of patience added with the usual dedication to something more or less completely new and staying brave every now and then, was all it took in the end. 

So there I was - putting the cart before the horse once more.

Or was I? Most would start by sailing a small yawl and slowly grow upwards. Starting with a 28 foot fully rigged coastal cruiser, built in a German Bremer Shipyard, my Emka 28HT did over-exceeded that a little. Then again as single handed sailor you are bound to be a jack of all trades anyway. With the help of some new found mates at the shipyard, I dedicated myself to make her off-shore and a little show off worthy. Thus I quickly got to know all her little flaws and guts. Having the time pressure as well, wanting to hire my skipper from the Azores, to bring me over and teach me everything on the way, the scenario wasn’t too far off and a good preparation. 

In the end I didn’t quite make the schedule. Already being end of October and the budget thinned out, I hesitated to make the call. Though after three months of continues working on something, you want to try it out no matter what. With the pants full and my balls in the stomach, I first time ever reversed solo from the pier and headed out to the Kiel-Canal to my home city Kiel. 


In the end I didn’t quite make the schedule. Already being end of October and the budget thinned out, I hesitated to make the call. Though after three months of continues working on something, you want to try it out no matter what. With the pants full and my balls in the stomach, I first time ever reversed solo from the pier and headed out to the Kiel-Canal to my home city Kiel.