A testing passage
rom my position at the helm I was fixated on the red light of Nathan’s headtorch bobbing around on the foredeck. I then started running through man-overboard procedures in my head. We were approaching Salcombe on La Ina, our Hallberg Rassy 352, shortly before midnight, with the wind gusting up to 30 knots from the south-east. We had just changed course from having the wind behind us to a beam-reach, and Nathan was up on the foredeck setting another reef in the main sail. The helming was livelier now,
