In this memoir by the first woman to row solo across the Atlantic Ocean, Tori McClure finds that what she is looking for lies not in a a superhuman show of strength, but rather in embracing what it means to be human.
"In the end, I know I rowed across the Atlantic to find my heart, but in the beginning, I wasn't aware that it was missing."
In June 1998, Tori McClure began rowing across the Atlantic Ocean solo in a twenty-three-foot plywood boat with no motor or sail. Within days she lost all communication with shore but decided to forge ahead -- not knowing that...
In this memoir by the first woman to row solo across the Atlantic Ocean, Tori McClure finds that what she is looking for lies not in a a super...
