
It had been a long day of battle simulations in Camp Canjuers. It was the middle of the night and I had just come off guard duty,

It had been a long day of battle simulations in Camp Canjuers. It was the middle of the night and I had just come off guard duty,

A week of needles, ticketing battles, vintage beauties and 23 kilometres of enthusiastic sightseeing in Lyon. Add a cancelled lunch, riot police, a few well-earned beers and legs threatening industrial action, and you have the makings of a memorable week. Come along for the ride — preferably wearing comfortable shoes! 😄

The internet is getting faster by the day, but unfortunately, so is the junk mail! Faster downloads, instant connections and a never-ending flood of dubious offers, miraculous prizes and messages from people I’ve never heard of. Is this what progress looks like? Come and discover the wonderful world of digital rubbish…

🇬🇧 In 1978, a scruffy little trimaran stole the greatest race finish in sailing history by just 98 seconds. Every four years since, Saint-Malo empties its harbour to chase that ghost. On Sunday, 118 solo sailors point their bows at Guadeloupe — here’s why the Rhum is sailing’s most rebellious, tragic and thrilling race.
🇩🇪1978 gewann ein schäbiger kleiner Trimaran das legendärste Rennen der Segelgeschichte — mit nur 98 Sekunden Vorsprung. Seither leert Saint-Malo alle vier Jahre seinen Hafen, um diesem Geist nachzujagen. Am Sonntag stechen 118 Einhandsegler Richtung Guadeloupe in See — warum die Rhum das rebellischste, tragischste und aufregendste Segelrennen der Welt ist.
🇫🇷 En 1978, un modeste trimaran a volé la plus belle arrivée de l’histoire de la voile avec 98 secondes d’avance. Depuis, tous les quatre ans, Saint-Malo vide son port pour courir après ce fantôme. Dimanche, 118 solitaires pointeront vers la Guadeloupe — voici pourquoi la Rhum est la course au large la plus rebelle, la plus tragique et la plus grisante qui soit.