Here's another first. I'm in a book. Sir Robin Knox-Johnston wrote a book about his solo round the world race last year. When I saw Robin at the Durban, South Africa stopover, I knew it had just been published so I asked him if I was in it. He nodded with a knowing smile."Did you spell my name right or did you just refer to me as that crazy American?"
"I think you'll be very pleased," he said.
Just a moment ago he passed through the marina office, where I've been online. He had three copies of his book in his hand and, seeing me, ducked into a spare room. A moment later he emerged and handed me a copy. Inside, he'd just written,
You were an important part of this whole adventure. Thanks for helping to make it all happen.
Robin Knox-Johnston
I'll read it on the voyage to China. Glancing through it now, I see I'm in the acknowledgements (page 287, if you're looking) where he did, after all, spell my name right. I'm even in one photo.
