There were two surprises I will always remember from my first ever sailing experience . One was seeing the distance we’d covered on a map at the end of that day, the other was seeing the plaster cast that covered my left leg at the end of that day.
I was recently reacquainted with one of these surprises and, unusually for me, it wasn’t the painful, inconvenient one. I recently had the opportunity to day sail the twenty or so miles along Spain’s Costa del Sol coastline from Duquesa to Gibraltar and then repeat the same trip just over a week later by bus.
It was an opportunity to remind myself again just how much one’s perception of time and distance can get distorted at sea.