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« DAY 48: It was going great, until the weather went one step too far

DAY 50: One more worry crossed off the list »

DAY 49: Someone’s not playing by the rules!

1 March 2008 - 01:12

Are there certain rules big ships have to follow when in the middle of the ocean? Well, if there are, I think one today wasn’t quite following every single one of them. So I’m going to tell on him. He may be bigger, but I’m not scared - he couldn’t even find me when he was half a mile away!

Having had a brilliant week, I can’t really complain too much when things don’t go entirely in my favour. Thankfully, last night wasn’t as rough as expected, but the weather has started to push me south again. Nevertheless, I only narrowly missed by target for progressing west, and I’m not too worried about it - it shouldn’t last too long.

Tomorrow, I should pass a big milestone: 1,000nm to go. I know that all the distances on the website are in the slightly shorter statute mile, but I thought I’d get this request in early. Please can everybody think about what you’re saying before sending me a message saying “only 1,000 miles to go”. ONLY?! I’m in a big rowing boat, not a jet-powered rocket-ship. Even
If I was in a car, 1,000 miles would be a long way. For that matter, it’s not exactly short in an aeroplane! So there you are; I’m allowed to think it, but you’re not allowed to tell me. Ok?

(I’m fully aware that this request will result in far more messages of this kind than I would otherwise have received, but I wanted to get in first!)

On Pacific Pete, there are a number of bits to help me avoid other ships. Usually, the first sign that there’s something near me is the radar-reflector beeping at me. More often than not, I won’t be able to see the ship in question, but it gets me on my guard. It also gives me an excuse to get on the radio to make sure they know I’m there (really, I just want to say hello and have a quick chat, but they usually ignore me anyway!). However, there is another piece of equipment: the AIS receiver.

This picks up on signals sent out giving information on ships’ positions and course, as well as their names. I’m not sure how far away they should work, but mine only seems to know something’s there when it’s within about three miles, which is, I’m glad to say, a rare occurrence. Late this afternoon, I was rowing along quite happily when it started beeping at me. Having not heard the radar-reflector beep, I was a little surprised to hear it and glanced around for a ship. Nothing.

Then I looked at the AIS receiver: the Tasman Mermaid was just over two miles east of me. Now, given that it also said the ship was going at 20kt, this meant it was barely 5 minutes away; I wouldn’t have minded a little more warning! Jumping back outside, I had another look and, sure enough, there was a huge great big ship just where I’d been staring while rowing for the last half-hour. How I’d missed it, I’m not entirely sure!

The good news was that it looked like it wasn’t coming straight at me. But I still had an excuse for a quick chat, just to request that it didn’t “make any sudden turns to the right” (as you do when you’re crossing an ocean). As soon as I’d called him up and given my position, they realised I was fairly close and my radar-reflector burst into life. I have a feeling somebody had only just turned their radar on!

After a brief chat with the Russians onboard, they passed by a comfortable half-mile south of me and sped off into the distance. It does make you wonder though; it’s a good job the ocean’s a big place. I wouldn’t want to wake up to one of them bearing down on me with 5 minutes until impact.

Not to worry, I’ve only got 1,000 miles to go!


The rambles

Waiting in La Gomera

DAY 4: Sam is away and in his 4th day!

DAY 5: The first mid-Atlantic entry!

DAY 8: One week in and over 300 miles closer to Antigua!

DAY 9: George and the wind

Grrr

DAY 10: A slow weekend

DAY 11: Just a few more inches would be nice!

DAY 12: Rowing suspended for half an hour!

DAY 14: Fancy seeing you here

DAY 15: Can I have the day off please?

A testing weekend

DAY 17: A new dawn

DAY 18: What a difference a day makes!

DAY 19: Too much of a good thing

DAY 20: Maybe I should just sit back and enjoy the ride?

DAY 21: There’s no such thing as a free mile

DAY 22: Three weeks and finally there’s a breakthrough!

DAY 24: Surely there must be some mistake?

DAY 25: Ocean Rowing: The Movie

DAY 26: Disaster onboard Pete!

DAY 27: Stepping into new waters

DAY 28: A gentle nudge for now

DAY 29: There’s no reason to be grumpy, but still…

DAY 30: Another loss from Pete - though not a sad one

DAY 31: One month in, and I have a confession to make

DAY 32: Blood-thirsty friends can relax - I finally admit my pain

DAY 33: Discoveries during playtime

DAY 34: Where shall I go? Antigua seems a good idea

DAY 35: The greatest Christmas present in the world

DAY 36: Two miles from Alaska - that wasn’t the plan!

DAY 37: I have nothing of interest to say - but still…

DAY 38: Drama at dinnertime!

DAY 39: My plan worked! and the weather was fooled!

DAY 40: It’s finally happened - conclusive proof I’m losing my mind

DAY 41: Don’t blame the weatherman - well, why not?!

DAY 42: Got rid of the pirates - let’s get on with getting to Antigua!

DAY 43: Nothing’s happened … which was nice

DAY 44: Flying fish launch stealth attacks

DAY 45: Night rowing at its best

DAY 46: Another repair - this time it’s serious!

DAY 47: A boat full of food + Sam = a dangerous mix

DAY 48: It was going great, until the weather went one step too far

DAY 49: Someone’s not playing by the rules!

DAY 50: One more worry crossed off the list

DAY 51: A solo challenge? I think not!

DAY 52: Unwanted stowaways murdered!

DAY 53: The new torture regime - will it last?

DAY 54: The new regime - not entirely a success!

DAY 55: The flying fish are still attacking, but they’re getting bigger

DAY 56: Where has everything gone?

DAY 57: The last ever Atlantic whinge? Let’s hope so!

DAY 58: The beginning of the end?

DAY 59: A good workout for my stomach

DAY 60: The weather’s back, and it’s true to form

DAY 61: A little bit of ingenuity goes a long way

DAY 62: The rollercoaster continues

DAY 63: Probably the shortest yet. Is that a good thing?

DAY 64: Sorry - I tried to be positive!

DAY 65: Ocean Rowing: The Movie - no, really this time!

DAY 66: Another cheery day goes by

DAY 66 (again!): Two in one day? It must be bad

DAY 67: The first version was better - this is straight to the point!

DAY 68: Life’s full of ifs and buts…

DAY 69: Over the hill? Not quite, but getting there

DAY 70: Not far to go? It’s far enough, thank you!

DAY 71: The Six Trillion Dollar Spoon

DAY 72: To beard or not to beard… (sorry!!)

DAY 73: Early release for good behaviour? I wish!

DAY 74: One hurdle overcome, but two big challenges to face

DAY 75: I’m going to be blunt…

IT’S OVER!!!

The story of the final days

When it all ended, it was only just beginning!

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