Sailing Solo Alone is a true story about a forty year old man. Who, being a little bored with life and seeking some kind of excitement, decides to buy a yacht.
After only three weeks, he had bought his yacht, had a potter up and down the river, read a manual or two. Then, before he knew, our hero (for want of a better word) is in the middle of the North Sea.
It’s October. It’s the dead of night. It’s extremely windy and worst of all, he’s out there on his own.
The Sea has one attempt at killing him. The boat somehow stays upright, more by luck than anything else. He even manages to find a safe haven for the night.
Does he stay there? No!
He actually sets out to sea at three o'clock in the morning... If you wanted to be charitable, you might have said it was quite a nice night for a bit of a sail. And it was, at first...
But this was the North Sea... The North Sea in Winter...
As he left the pier heads, looking to seaward, it was as dark as doomsday out there... And was only going to get darker.
It wouldn't be long before, he realised buying a yacht called 'Solo', may not have been one of his better ideas...
All a little late by then...
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