The quest to Belgium did not go as planned, but sometimes the weather over can not be explained.
Michael Oram had plotted a perfect course (with all the tidal changes). We were flying (so to speak) at times, then as we turned north along the French coast, we were hit with a long-standing wind/against tide...which is the worse water mix for a swimmer.
Rouge waves were hitting me straight on, that previously were shielded by Gallivant.
I had most of my injury-prone areas (shoulder/upper back) under control, but I must have been hit/thrown enough times that my left Latissimus dorsi muscle was pulled/overly strained...needless to say, my left side became useless and extremely painful with every stroke. Then it became a one-arm event.
We were swimming with a seal family, and they certainly were checking us out.
I wish I had my camera, but we had more pressing issues, finish and then swim back to the boat.
Mike Oram, Mike Ball and Tanya Harding for the safe passage and return to port. Jason Kelvin and Kerry (apologies for not remembering your last name) for your official observation duties.
Lastly for friends, Louise Darlington and Hugh for seeing us off at the early hours at St. Margaret's Bay and meeting us at the docks...thank you so much.