He sets out across the Atlantic without ever... stepping foot on a boat. And when you've been sailing for a long time, you have to keep a watch. It's the watch on deck that dictates the smooth running of the boat and the rhythm of life on board. It's a bit like the ship's clock, as Rémi points out in his logbook.
"Day 9 - Transatlantic logbook
I'm just finishing my shift. It's 3:20 in the morning. At least that's what my watch says. We're going against time and since we left, we've crossed a few time zones without taking the time to set our clocks right. I've been staring at the horizon for two hours. Tonight, no starry sky, but a sky full of clouds. The ocean - or at least the wind - is particularly calm. The moon is playing hide-and-seek, and its reflection lights up the sea. Each night, it reveals itself a little more.
Tonight it is almost full, spreading its light over the entire ocean. I had my first moonset. A moon as big as an orange that quickly disappeared on the horizon. At the same time the day dawns, revealing beautiful colours contrasting with a black sea. Half an hour later, the sun makes its appearance and warms the atmosphere. Damn, it's beautiful and peaceful. Only the rattling of the water on the hull of the boat disturbs this beautiful silence. Ah, I like to start my days this way. It's time to go back to bed."
