I think I did 1000 nautical miles until now. And I feel much more confident with Tereza. I remember before hitting the reef I was scared to be alone on the boat. Before that, I was scared to death when I had to leave America while cold north front was on. But after five days of piloting, it was nothing when I did turn off the engine, while exiting the bay, with enormous waves braking toward me. The Cuban coast guard had eyes like eggs looking Tereza climbing the waves and then felling down on the other side with spectacular water explosion. I did begun to trust Tereza enough to increase my self confidence drastically, but after hitting the reefs I did have tears in eyes after 3 second of talking about it. Next couple of weeks were hard. Then I was always listening for some new sound, which could be sign of Tereza fooling apart, even after checking the damage. Always calculating, if new creaking sound over the wave was little more louder that last one. It was inside of me, deep. No one could see it. And now it is over.
I am proud that I my show next vido: Piloting of Tereza.