The honey moon is now over and it is time to get the heads down to bang out some miles. This was always going to be the toughest phase of the trip mentally as each day is like the last and we are a mere spec in this vast blue rolling square of ocean. Each day the horizon to the front, back, left and right all seem to be in the same place so it appears that we are rowing to stand still, the only reference we have to tell us we are moving is our GPS plotter. Thankfully we do always appear to be rowing downhill with a gentle Atlantic swell nudging us along our way.
Just to give a quick idea of my daily routine this is my shift pattern, I will go into more detail as to what I do in each shift over the next week.
0700 A new day begins (that was our departure time so it marks another 24 hours at sea) at the oars
0700 Start all over again!
Those of you watching the rugby this weekend enjoy and scream extra loud for Munster, I don’t think they will hear me from out here.