Why decide one fine morning to embark on a transatlantic rowing, solo by the route of the trade winds? Childhood dream? Desire to escape? Want loneliness? Need something new? Thirst for glory? I think I've heard just about everything.  But this trip  was none of that. He was above all  a personal quest, a return to basics, a distance from the world and its contingencies, a life in the present on the path of time...