FIRST ON 3: Frucci calling it quits; Coming home Thursday

WILMINGTON, NC (WWAY) -- Greg Frucci has decided to throw in the towel and come home. The sailor had hoped to sail from Wrightsville Beach to Portugal, but hit heavy storms on the way which damaged his boat and scared him to death. He stopped in Bermuda last week for repairs, but it looks like that's as far as he'll make it on this leg of adventure.

In an e-mail sent to one of our interns today he writes, "Hey Maria, I just booked a flight for tomorrow....it's been quite a journey thus far...a positive one with many lessons learned...and this is just a moment in time which will continue...for me, this is "Changing Course:The Bermuda Chronicles"...the journey will not end here. Peace to you, Greg"

Frucci says his boat will stay in Bermuda until November.

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Before You Judge anyone else...perhaps first...make sure you are Perfect.

Yet, I thank you for your opinions. I have learned through Life Experience to let Negativity blow past me as winds will do, for after the air becomes weak and exists no longer, I still stand in my Strength. This will be my only post here.

What was written by others in the previous 7 comments fueled my Spiritual Fire in a Positive Way. After I flew back to Bermuda after last years Hurricane season, I sailed the S/V Cuddy (my Little She) alone back to the United States. A nine day crossing sailing half way to the Bahamas to avoid a frontal system and then looping back up to Masonboro Inlet. The entire adventure of sailing there...coming back here and seeing these comments...and then sailing back, has become one of the most fantastic and Transformational positive experiences of my 52 years on this earth. I long to be back at sea and will again in the future.

The comments here inspired me to write a specific chapter in a book I have published about the entire time in my Life associated with this sail. "...Abandoned..." in "Part II: The Battle" of "Path of Three Hundred" on page 88, specifially. Thus, the main reason for this "Thank You".

More about the book can be found at http://pathof300.com/about/

I still run into people who feel they must spew their personal belief systems on me...it happend just last week. I loved the interaction with someone who became Fearful of what they did not understand and would never do themselves because they were stuck in that belief system...similar to Religous and Political Fanatics. Here is a snippet of the conversation:
One of my fellow co-workers said, “Hey Frucci, this guy is a sailor too and he wants to talk to you.”

“So…you sailed a thirty-foot sailboat to Bermuda? And you were alone?” asked the man who I had never met until this day.

“Yes.” I spoke smiling while he began shaking his head in disapproval.

While sharing the part of the story of doing battle with a storm three hundred miles out to sea, I could feel his anger. He began shaking his head and interrupted me saying loudly, “No! You can’t do that! That Irwin [my boat, the Sailing Vessel Cuddy] is not made for that!”.

As soon as he spewed his personal belief system on me and attempted to declare his belief as the “only way”, I smiled and became an animated speaker.

All I said to that statement was, “I Did…and it became one of the most fantastic experiences of my Life.”

His face turned red while his wife and child just smiled.

I became One with this moment in Time. I flowed with the moment and felt the experience of being in a place where one cannot “pull over” and rest. The moment was happening where I could share with another Human a Challenge of defeating Fear. I told him about the Coast Guard C-130 aircraft that offered me the Choice of leaving my boat and being “saved” or staying right there with my Little She, the S/V Cuddy and riding out the storm. I told him about doing something I had never done before in turning my boat on top of a twenty-foot wave and surfing down the face of it and others for the next twelve hours as the storm passed over me. I told him of the next day when the sky was blue and the seas were calm and making it safely to Bermuda. And I ended the story with sailing back to the United States and being welcomed by the huge dolphins sixty miles off the Carolina coast. I told him that I want to go back out there and will someday because I loved the adventure of Self and the Peace found.

All of these moments were told with excitement and animation…my body was moving as I was moving while at sea…and it was wonderful.

Yet…

He kept saying the same thing over and over while shaking his head and clinging to his belief system, “No…No…No…you just can’t do that.”

It was like hearing the beginning of “Path of Three Hundred” read back to me. Wow.

the entire post is here: http://pathof300.com/2012/11/14/within-the-process-of-vanquishing-our-fe...

From my Heart...my wish is for anyone who reads these words to find Peace along their individual Life Path.

Peace to you...and Thank You. :)

I remember so vividly that morning when you finally departed from Bermuda, after several times that the Angels advised to wait just one more day, as there was only 1 Precise Perfect Chance, and then came the day They said "IT'S NOW!". From as far as UK, I Heard your Angels say it... You are a Light to this World Greg ...!! If there is someone to look up to, that is You in my eyes. You are a Spiritual Hero to so many people, to so many... and among them to me. May Love and Grace Bless Your Way wherever it may take You Greg... With most Love and admiration, Silvia.

I am glad to hear that Mr. Frucci has come to his senses. I was concerned for the second leg of his journey. I hope he has found a new respect for the open ocean. As I said in the blog when he departed Wilmington. The open ocean is something no one should take lightly... Mr. Frucci simply was not to the level of seamanship to complete this voyage, and also he was such a novice he took the wrong boat along with him... I feared if he continued we would never hear from him again. I'm glad to hear he has realized life is more important than a sailing trip.

And as for Bev's comment above. The man is not a pansy... it took a lot of courage to do what he did... as ignorant as he was to the open ocean... it took some balls to attempt it, and he is a better man for owning up to the fact he couldn't continue than risk his life...

What happens to the boat?

Thanks for totally disappointing those of us who were pulling for you and "knew" you could do it. I have to wonder about a man so willing to accept failure after calling the world's attention to himself. "Hey everybody! Look at what I'm going to do!"

Yeah.....sure you are....

2 points

The boat's repairs my preclude staying in Bermuda for an extended period.

He may not have been in the Green Machine, as you & I were during the southeast asian conflict. That toughened a lot of us.

...falling on your sword in private. I can't understand the build-up and coverage, only to lose face in front of everyone. To me, that's a whole lot worse than simply ending the journey. Why would he allow all that sensational hoopla if he ever had a doubt regarding completion?

It's like that high platform at the training tank. If you stay on the ground and simply walk past the platfom, you go unnoticed and the glory passes you by. If, however, you climb to the top and yell for everyone to watch the fantastic dive you're about to do, you look pretty foolish when you turn around and climb back down the ladder.

Well, as the other poster alluded to, at least he had the cajones to try it and even if he only made it to Bermuda, he's done more than most men will ever do as far as facing the great unknown alone....

...unfortunately Frucci was very ill-prepared, both with supplies, rigging and most importantly...the boat. His boat is nothing close to being a blue-water sailing vessel. It is designed for near shore and inshore sailing at best, not for open water hundreds of miles offshore. What he did was the equivelant of taking a 16 foot john boat to the gulf stream for big-game fishing. Having the proper rigging and deployment of the correct sea anchor would have greatly relieved his storm duty. He's lucky he even made it to Bermuda and he well knows that.

Regardless of the comments regarding his failure, his stupidity, death wish, etc., Frucci had an experience of HIS lifetime, something that few get to attempt and one that he will remember forever. Yeah, he didn't make his goal, but he was able to at least hit that tiny speck of land 700 miles away. That's about 650 miles further than 95% of the people I know have single-handed a sailing vessel.

LOL what a panzy. I guess his father wasn't with him in spirit after all huh?

The Atlantic, as well as the sky is very unforgiving. It is good that he learned this lesson early on.