Well I went up the rigging. With support from the wonderful Micheal (I know that is not how you spell his name) and the tremendous Hannah and Micheal Fourman on my rope.
It was actually easier than I thought it would be. One foot after the other you can only go up. I rationalised it by saying to myself. It would not look good if they lost someone overboard.
The view was great. It wasn’t that cold even although I am a bit over wrapped up. Being used to the frozen north.
This gave me the biggest boost to the confidence I think I never had. I have come back home, I’m looking for a new job!