Going home instead of the Clipper Race

I received countless messages from people asking why I am not part of the Clipper Race Skipper line-up. Thank you so much. It meant a lot.

I started to doubt being part of the project a couple of weeks after last years race finish and it never really went away. My heart was not in it and the Race Office picked up on that during the trials. They are professionals for a reason.

So while a lot of skippers were weathering the cold in Gosport last week I was on my way to Palma. After a 48 hours trip with a cancelled flight and then a delayed flight the next day I arrived in Palma last Saturday. On a mission I have to say. On Monday the movers were coming which left me the Sunday to pack.

To say I was a whirlwind going through my apartment, is the understatement of the year.

But guess what: I.BOUGHT.A.HOUSE.IN.SNEEK! 🇳🇱

Words can not express how happy am I about that. I am going home. Back to my roots. Back to where my family and friends are. Back to where George is…

Palma simply did not give me the peace of mind I was seeking, in some sense my life even turned more chaotic.. At one point I had stuff there, stuff in Sneek, stuff in the UK and stuff in Austria. Another thing is that I only spent about 12 weeks in Palma since I bought the apartment and every time I am there after a (long) tripe, I’d rather be home.

Imagine this being your front yard 🎉

Was Palma a mistake? Absolutely not. Sometimes you have to do something to find out it is not the best for you. I love it there, but I love going home more.

So now I am moving loads of stuff back only to possibly not be able to be there in May when I get the keys and when the movers arrive.

At that moment I will probably be sailing from La Rochelle to .. yes really… Palma. Apart from my deliveries for angelasails.com, I am going to run a brand new, privately owned, Lagoon 55 this year with it’s base in … yes really.. Palma.

Life throws interesting curve balls sometimes…

But, to me it feels like getting the best out of both worlds: spend time in in the Mediterranean for work and go home when I am off. Can’t wait!

Writing the above suddenly makes me realize that this probably is why my heart was not fully committed to the Clipper Race. I dreaded the prospect of being away for 1,5 years.

Maybe my mindset will be different for the 2025 race..

In the meantime: I am going HOME!!! 🥂


4 thoughts on “Going home instead of the Clipper Race

  1. Hoi Angela,
    Binnenkort maar weer eens een bakje koffie drinken bij Doppio.☕️🍰.
    Even bij praten.
    Sneek is zo gek nog niet🤪.
    Groetnis Henjo

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  2. Hé Angela, eens een Sneeker altijd een Sneeker. Ken het gevoel. Na 35 jaar IJlst zijn wij ook terug in Sneek. Voegt e
    op de e’en of andere manier beter.
    Gefeliciteerd met je huis in Sneek.
    Folkert.

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