In the far corner of the ExCel vastness, while still half asleep, waiting for the cappuccino to deliver its load to my bloodstream, something odd about a boat stirred a neuron or two. It was small - about 21 foot long - and had a rather odd rig. While a lot of the hull, the winches and keel were familiar the sail was junk - junk rigged that is.
expedition north: now I was definitely interested.
Waking up a little I noticed a pile of books and a man ready to sign a copy, the owner and skipper of Mingming, Roger Taylor (top).
I said hello and we had a rather unsatisfactory conversation that was really two halfs, as I explained we had gone through the Faroes and he explained he'd gone on up to Jan Mayen island, twice.
Impressed I bought a copy of one of his books "Mingming & the art of minimal ocean sailing" and its an absolute cracking read. I've already gone pass half way so there'll be a full review shortly.
It's just a shame I could have done it in reverse, reading the book first and then asking meaningful questions after. Ah well, there's always email.
Before I sign off to read another chapter or two, have a look at this fuller picture of little Mingming, which has been sailed single handed down to the Azores, up to Iceland, Jan Mayen and further, even to Spitsbergen: