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

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

11 February 2008 - 22:42

Believe it or not, today saw the passing of the thirty-day mark. Yes, it really has been a whole month since I casually rowed out of Gomera. If anyone tries to suggest that it doesn’t feel that long, trust me, it has!

Thankfully, the weather is continuing its uncharacteristic cooperation. Another day of steady progress has passed with little event or drama. That is good in many ways, but not so good in others - you notice every hour of the day, and it becomes a lot more difficult to make these things interesting!

So I’ve decided, and it only seems fair, to make a confession. I’m not really doing this row “properly”. That may seem like a fairly big statement, so perhaps I should expand on it a little more.

The true ocean rower has to endure cramped conditions, towering seas, and disgusting food. I’m having my fair share of the first two, but my meals are actually fairly nice! The traditional expedition food consists of packs of dehydrated food to which you add boiling water. This means you can simply prepare such culinary delights as beef bourguignon, shepherds pie and chicken korma.

On very sensible advice, I brought along some of those meals, primarily to help me through the initial seasickness when I wouldn’t want to any more than the minimum possible to my food. As it happened, my seasickness lasted all of six hours and involved just the one incidence of vomit (that’s too much information, isn’t it?), and for that I am very thankful. Left with otherwise excess food, I decided it would be rude not to use them. It turns out that what you actually have a choice between is tasteless mush of various different colours. Contrary to how it appears, the pictures are of the food before consumption.

The rest of my food is somewhat different. A typical day would be something like this:

Breakfast: luxury fruit & nut muesli with milk or fried potato, onion and bacon brunch

Meal 1: lemon & coriander couscous and portuguese sardines in sunflower oil with whole chilli peppers

Meal 2: basmati rice and seared tuna fillet with italian herb dressing

Meal 3: tagliatelle with oven-roasted vegetable sauce

Extras: twix, snickers, mars bars, bag of fruit pastilles, pepperami, and maybe a mug of hot chocolate

I’m sorry if you feel deceived. If it wasn’t for the rowing and the waves, I’d be having a very pleasant holiday. If only!


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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