La Gomera and Antigua are separated by nearly 3,000 miles. The gap is filled by the Atlantic Ocean. That's a lot of water.
The route I rowed, from La Gomera in the Canary Islands to Antigua in the West Indies, has great historical significance.
On 6 September 1492, Christopher Columbus set off from La Gomera for his voyage to the West Indies. Having said that, it's been suggested that the only reason he went from La Gomera was to visit a woman he rather liked, and even until his death, he thought that he'd reached Asia, rather than America. Nevertheless, it's nice to go one better than him - he cheated; he had sails.
The route is not, unfortunately, filled with lovely calm water with pretty fishes and mermaids (although, I've never really trusted them - it's just not natural). On the way, I had to deal with over-friendly whales, curious sharks, and 40-foot waves, who had much bigger issues to worry about than me. Additionally, there was always the threat from bigger boats (much, much bigger boats), who in some cases didn't spot me and came perilously close to running me over. One of them did, however, offer me dinner! Despite my light-hearted description of the ocean, it's a very dangerous place to be. When the nearest help is days away, taking liberties can result in catastrophic, potentially fatal, consequences. I'd rather avoid that end for now!
All in all, it took me, approximately, a very long time. The record is about 42 days for a solo crossing which, I have to say, is ludicrously quick. I didn't do it that fast. In fact, it took me over 75 days. Still, there's nothing like a holiday on the high seas!
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