In February 2001, at the age of 24, Ellen MacArthur became the youngest and fastest ever woman to sail round the world. After 94 days alone on board yacht Kingfisher, she finished second to Michel Desjoyaux of France in the single-handed Vendee Globe event. In sport, like life, the winner is usually feted, and runners-up quickly forgotten.This time the roles were reversed and it was Ellen, weighing just 50 kilos and barely 1m 60 tall, that really captured people’s imaginations and emotions. One newspaper in France, where she was and is a real heroine, summed up the national mood there with the headline "Well done, Michel, bravo Ellen”. As with many spectacular achievers, the signs were there from an early age, even in the unpromising nautical terrain of landlocked Derbyshire. Her great-grandparents were sailing people and a great-uncle was a merchant seaman, but any real link with the sea is tenuous. There was, however, an Auntie Thea who lived on the east coast of England and had a 26-foot sailing boat called Cabaret. It took just one trip on the open sea with her aunt to spark off Ellen’s lifelong passion. She was eight years old. After that she began saving her pocket money and spent all her spare time reading sailing books in the library, absorbing information like a sponge. With her savings and the help of her grandmother she bought a 8-foot fiberglass dinghy, and from that moment on there was no keeping her away from the water.
Sailing around Britain single-handed at the age of 18 was just the start; Ellen had long since set her sights on the Vendee. But finding the money to undertake round-the-world voyages is no easy feat. She wrote 2,000 letters requesting sponsorship and received just two replies, one, happily, from the Kingfisher company who were looking to expand into France. And in terms of race preparation, if thoroughness was the key of success, Ellen could certainly be considered one of the favourites. In the eight months leading up to the start on the race, she sailed no fewer than 60,000 miles at the helm of her 60-foot Kingfisher, far more than the rest of the fleet put together in the same period.
During her three months at sea MacArthur negotiated deadly icebergs, gigantic waves and gale-force winds. She endured the freezing cold of the Arctic and suffered the blistering heat of the windless doldrums. Racing conditions meant sleeping in 10-minute bursts, a survival suit that stayed on for weeks at a time and hands and wrists covered in sores and cuts. Food was dried or frozen. Water came from desalinator, which passes sea water through a membrane. "You don’t really wash in the icy waters of the southern ocean”, she laughs. "Anyway, there’s no one to tell you that you smell.”
As Kingfisher crossed the fishing line Ellen was surrounded by hundreds of spectator boats and a cheering crowd of 200,000 lined the shore. Stepping off her yacht she looked remarkably composed abd seemed to take the change from solitude to public adulation very much in her stride. Her thoughts, she later confessed, were on the realization that had dominated her life for the previous four or five years. "Throughout that time my sole focus had been crossing the finished line, and in the fastest possible time.” Now she could savour that moment.
đang được dịch, vui lòng đợi..