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Sunday was a good day, we turned SW and with that we had the luxury of a following wind for the first time. It was less like rowing in treacle and things were going well. When I completed my shift at midnight I felt good and happy.

However, an hour into James and Cayle’s 3 hour stint I was woken up. James had been thrown from his rowing seat by a big wave and the conditions were deteriorating rapidly. We switched to hand steering (rather than the auto-helm which does that job for you) and we had 2 guys rowing. But it was to no avail as the wind was whipping up with some force. With no moonlight it was hard to see what was coming and we were being hit by waves like trains in the darkness.

The para-anchor

We all knew the para anchor had to go out so we accepted it and that’s where we are now. Dangling on the end of a massive jellyfish shaped parachute with the hull of the boat crashing up and down against the waves. Being on para-anchor means that you feel every bump. When you are rowing with the waves you roll with the punches, when you are on the para-anchor you just get punched.

So our new routine is Operation Groundhog day. You get strangely used to this new existence despite the precarious situation. You still take things seriously in terms of safety and keep on top of routine but it’s very disappointing to be going nowhere, or more accurately, going backwards. We lost about 7 miles yesterday, but some crews lost over 20!


BLESMA, the Limbless Veterans charity very kindly supplied our communications equipment and since I am the media guy I still have to record footage, call our shore team and transfer files back to base. For the first time I am feeling sea sick when I am working on the computer although thankfully, no one has actually been sick.

Due to the rough conditions we have now battened down the hatches and we are eating wet rations as cooking is difficult. Yes, cold, wet rations. We are not tired but we are bored and this explains / excuses the next section.


In other news Scott managed to release some pressure, having not had a ‘serious’ visit to the bog since we set out. If you have a sensitive disposition don’t read this next sentence. An inspection appeared to reveal that following Scott’s loo visit, King Kong’s finger had been amputated and left in our poo bucket. A harrowing moment.

Other sad news - our recent stowaway, ‘Larry the locust’ has now disappeared from the gap in James’s flip flops and appears to have been consumed by the waves. Self-appointed Bishop of Row2Recovery, James Kayll led the whole crew in mourning and conducted a religious ceremony to mark Larry’s passing.

Oh, and we have seen some whales too.

The headlines

Its two steps forward and one back but we are finding things to entertain ourselves. James is considering a future beyond the Army and we have been doing some career planning. For anyone interested I can vouch that he is a great seaman with a striking beard and he makes a mean cup of tea.






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After a frustrating last 24 hours or so we began today with slow conditions and not much visibility. It was quite squally, with little rain showers coming and going, but things cleared quite abruptly around 8am and suddenly we could see land. After being hidden in the mist it appeared out of nowhere and it seemed really close! This last stretch was totally different to the first half of the race. For so much of this crossing the weather has been horrific, I have never experienced anything like this. Yesterday morning at 8 am marked the first time in the entire race that we had a full 24 hours out of full foul weather gear and today is also the first day that an equipment failure would not be a cause for emotional devastation. I always thought that we would make it, but equipment failures could have slowed us down a lot. The thought of breakages always kept us on edge. But now we can finally enjoy the realisation that WE HAVE DONE IT!!!!!!!!

Read More | posted on Jan 21, 2014


It feels great to count down the hours and the miles. It is a big morale boost to know that we are almost there. For most of the crossing I had felt confident that we would make it but we did have a few scares. When the auto-helm broke I did worry that we would be down to one rower for the whole crossing. One rowing and one hand-steering would have been a horrible routine. Luckily we managed to fix it. But the most important bit of equipment is my leg - it has never let me down.

Read More | posted on Jan 20, 2014


Hard as it is to believe, this is my final blog! It has been a moment to reflect on an extraordinary 7 weeks at sea and an even more extraordinary group of people. By that I mean not just the guys in the boat, but the many wounded persons that they represent. I have been thinking a lot about what this team has achieved and what we hope others can achieve. This project has been about setting a huge challenge, committing wholeheartedly to it and then facing every challenge head on in pursuit of our goal. There have been no excuses only a choice to live this experience to its fullest and to take a positive attitude to all things. I hope that we have demonstrated that it is not what people see in you but what you go on to do that counts. I want to thank to all those who have personally supported me – you know who you are. There were a few people who said it could not be done. Oh dear… you will have to kiss my nappy-rash!

Read More | posted on Jan 19, 2014