La transat de Rémi, how to wash at sea - Episode 6/10


Rémi is sailing offshore for the first time. Discovery of the company at sea with all the difficulties of promiscuity at sea, at 4 on a 10-metre sailboat. But by the way, how to ensure his hygiene in the middle of the Atlantic?

He sets out across the Atlantic without ever... setting foot on a boat.

This transatlantic race will be an opportunity for our budding captain to discover life on a sailboat. And when it's time to wash up, there's no question of going to the bathroom to turn on the tap and let a hot shower run.

Unless you consider the ocean as the most beautiful bathroom in the world!

We publish below an excerpt from his logbook concerning the first gale that Rémi faces. It's raining, it's dark and the wind is rising to 22 knots. For Rémi it's the storm, for Daniel the skipper it's finally the pleasure of taking advantage of the weather to move forward. Two visions for the same boat.

" Day 10 - Transatlantic logbook

I wake up with a start. It's night and beyond the window, the light dazzles me for a moment. The incessant din of the waves slamming against the frame of the sailboat is getting louder and louder. I am on the diagonal, or rather I am lying obliquely, and it is very difficult for me not to run into my comrade. We are both in the same cabin, and share a double bed, separated in the middle by a sheet stretched horizontally with two ribbons hanging from the ends. This separation is essential, as the boat is rarely horizontal and we are constantly being swung from right to left. Without this sheet, I would be leaning against it, which is leaning against the wall.

Anyway, I get up to go see what's going on. Daniel's on the bridge, in the dark, standing there maneuvering, lit by his headlamp. The wind has just risen hastily from 5 knots to 22 knots (4 times more anyway!). A storm is brewing, our first one, and we too have to prepare ourselves.

I can sense right away that Daniel is in his element. I barely have time to go outside when the rain comes. I quickly grab his coat while he adjusts the sails to make the most of this explosive wind. The gusts of wind shake the boat and it's pitching like never before. Daniel goes back and forth incessantly to pull this or that rope. The rain is really intense and I don't dare venture outside, just filming Daniel in action.

He is not afraid, I even feel him rather excited by this change of climate. As if he was just waiting for that, a little action in our endless days, finally a shot of adrenaline straight from the sky. I am impressed by his serenity and the calm he shows in handling the situation.

I end up going to bed, anxious to do my shift alone in just two hours. As long as the storm is over.. "

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