Steve Roberts sent me this story today - a container-load of Doritos washed up on a beach in North Carolina. Two thoughts occur to me:
1. I am glad that these plastics washed up on shore before they could kill any marine life. There is far too much plastic contaminating the world's oceans already.
2. I am hoping that the container carrying Sedna did not suffer a similar fate...
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Thanks for all the fantastic messages I've received over the Leander issue - both in comments on the blog, and in personal emails.
It's been humbling to hear from people who enjoy reading about my ocean rowing exploits past and future, and has given me much-needed encouragement as I go through this tricky stage in my preparations for the Pacific, when shipping bills are so near and sponsorship seems so far...
Thank you.
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It is exactly one year since I set out from La Gomera to row 3000 miles across the Atlantic. My first dispatch shows I didn't get off to a promising start.
It's hard now to identify with that nervous ocean rower taking her first tentative strokes in between hanging over the side of the boat to be sick. By the end of my 103 days at sea I had long since found my sea legs, and knew much more about the ocean and about myself than I did at the start.
And yet in another way I can still relate to that feeling of taking on a large project and feeling daunted. I am up to Chapter Three of my Atlantic book, and I feel I have so much I want to say that the closing line seems as far away as Antigua is from the Canaries. While I was out on the ocean someone wrote to me, 'After this nothing will ever seem difficult.' Not true. Life always will be and always should be full of challenges.
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The Leander story has taken on a life of its own. Apparently I got 8 column inches in the Telegraph today. I am also in the Times, I'm due to be on Radio Five Live in about half an hour (5:50pm), ITV News and GMTV have been in touch, and I'm on the BBC website.
And why? Because a group of pink-socked gentlemen decided, as it is perfectly within their discretion to do, that I did not meet the criteria for membership of a club that few people outside of rowing or outside of the UK have ever heard of.
In my blogs I regularly talk about things that are important to me - the environment, anti-materialism, finding life purpose, etc - but apart from a few loyal readers making comments, these things rarely cause a stir.
In the overall scheme of things, what matters more? That a small and insignificant club turned down a small and insignificant rower, or that the whole planet is going to hell while politicians twiddle their thumbs and watch their popularity ratings?
What is going on with our scale of values? It makes me want to scream. Stop reading this site immediately, and go and use your mental energy for something more important instead. Like deciding what you're going to do with your time on this earth, or how you're going to do your bit for the environment.
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