The Hammock Papers: Chopped.

05 August 2016

Chopped.

She finished at 11:45 UTC on Thursday July 28,2016, having left New York on Saturday July 23, 2016.

The new monohull transatlantic provisional record is set at 5 days, 14 hours, 21 minutes 25 seconds. Comanche has chopped 27 hrs 31 minutes off the previous record.

At 12:19:41s GMT today, Thursday 28th July, Comanche passed Lizard Point (UK) to complete the 2,880 nautical miles from West to East across the Atlantic and smashed the monohull transatlantic record*. This record had been held by Mari Cha IV since 2003 and stood at 6 days 17 hours 52 minutes and 39 seconds. The talented crew of world class sailors beat the previous record by 1 day, 3 hours 31 minutes 14 seconds in a total elapsed time of 5 days, 14 hours, 21 minutes 25 seconds at an average speed of 21.44 knots.

Comanche’s owner Jim Clark said: “Comanche was built to break ocean records and the guys have once again powered our fantastic fat-bottomed girl to another title. I am so proud of the entire team and everyone involved in the entire program from top to bottom, the best in world, getting the best out of Comanche. Perfect harmony.”

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