With high confidence I can say that, exactly one year ago from this very minute, somebody on the boat was puking.
We were less than 24 hours into our attempt to row across the Atlantic Ocean. We were all seasick. The boat was leaking. Badly. The food was disgusting. The wind was strong and the waves were high. Two of the blokes on board I had never even met until I arrived in the Canary Isles.
Without any fear of exaggeration, I can say that I have rarely been more miserable in all my life.
It was one of the very best adventures of my life. Here is our story:
Alastair, thanks… I am not sure you published this version of the video. Great storytelling. Glad you managed to keep out the sea sickness part. As with all good fishing stories, the heroics, no matter how mundane, are better to tell about in the long run.
When you said never been more miserable…. Then one of your best adventures. It’s a mix of getting that feeling of a sense of achievement to have done something few VERY few have done… Doesn’t necessarily have to be completely enjoyable at the time. The achievement far outweighs the discomfort and that’s an admirable way to experience the world. I can’t help but see something funny in any given situation. Frighteningly happy. Ok we’re all down sometimes but it’s rare for me. And that’s the way I experience the world. Yours is far more impressive and mine discomfort free lol. Thanks for the note on twitter as you can see I found it :0)