Well, I didn't know enough about the luff and hadn't a clue about the clew, not to mention the stanchion... But all this would become crystal- clear as my girlfriend Britta and I embarked on a weeks ...

SUNBATHING on the deck of my OWN yacht, sailing around Greece’s Ionian Islands, it felt as though I was living someone else’s life. Because let’s face it, yachting is for the really, really posh and ...

Sitting in a bar in an old windmill high up on the tiny Greek island of Kastos, negroni in hand, I had finally achieved what I wanted. My two teenagers were gazing across the Ionian Sea at the sunset ...

“Ready to tack?” a voice shouts. Before I can ask what that means, the sails flicker and the entire boat suddenly tilts sideways. Dishes and bowls of fruit crash against each other inside the cabin. I ...