Olivier de Kersauson: “After crossing Cape Horn, you knew you were not going to die”

The index finger only touches the keys of the telephone, for fear of waking up “the abominable man of the seasAs some people call him. “ You don’t risk anything, I’ve been up for 4 hours. Here in the tropics, you have to get up with the sun », Explains Olivier de Kersauson, before offering a remote owner’s tour, smartphone in hand. Installed on the terrace of his house in Punaauia, with a view of his fishing boat and on the horizon the majestic island of Moorea, the “Admiral», Eternal laughing blue eyes and matching light shirt, jubilant. The health crisis got the better of his trips back and forth between Polynesia and the metropolis. Obviously good news. ” Nine months without leaving Tahiti, it’s the absolute dream », He laughs before opening, to Le Figaro, the great book of his multihull adventures. At a time when two maxi-trimarans, Sodebo Ultim 3 and Edmond de Rothschild, tackle the Jules-Verne Trophy. The crewed round-the-world record broken