The Voyage: Roz Savage
Video: Rescuing the Brocade
11 Sep 2007

Serendipity, synchronicity, or plain old-fashioned good luck decreed that one of the crew members of the White Holly just happened to be a filmmaker. Caitlin Maynard of North Beach Films has been hard at work since our return creating this video of our mission to salvage the Brocade.

It includes footage of what happened when a wave came along at just the wrong moment and set the Brocade swinging from the crane. Eric and I were trapped aloft, powerless to do anything to help, while others scurried around on deck trying to stop the Brocade crashing into railings or the shark cage. To say I was tense would be a slight understatement. Some minor damage was sustained - to my nerves, as well as to the Brocade's rudder...

[And please, no rude comments about the wetsuit - with its oversize shoulders it makes me look like Popeye. Not a good look, but it was the only one available.]

Thanks, Caitlin, for putting this together.

And if you haven't checked out my Video Gallery recently, you may want to take a look. There are a few other new items in there too.

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Steve Fossett
06 Sep 2007

I see that Steve Fossett is still missing in the Nevada desert, where he was scouting for a suitable location for an attempt on the land speed record.

Although his adventures (and his budgets) have been on a significantly larger scale than mine, Mr Fossett and I do have at least one thing in common - the engineer who fitted the video cameras to my boat has also done a lot of work with SF and Sir Richard Branson, to capture footage of their record attempts.

I found this short article about how and why people relate to adventurers - interesting.

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Head Versus Heart
06 Sep 2007

Since my decision to allow the Coast Guard to pick me up on August 23, I've revisited my decision many times. I generally try not to do this - once an irrevocable decision has been made, it's best to commit to the consequences and make the best of them, rather than drive yourself crazy by chewing over the decision again and again - but in this instance I am allowing myself to indulge in "what ifs" in case there is something I should learn for next time.

At the time I made my decision, my head was in charge. It was telling me that the safety of my boat had been compromised by the loss of the sea anchor, the breakage of my bunk's restraining straps, and inadequate water ballast. It therefore made sense to take this opportunity to make the necessary changes and restart.

But immediately after my decision - even while I was dangling on the line from the Coast Guard helicopter - the decision felt wrong. And for days afterwards I was determined to erase the after-effects of my decision by getting back on board Brocade as soon as possible. Then my heart was in charge - the heart that had been set on rowing to Hawaii, and toughing it out, come what may.

You know a decision is a good one when your heart and your head are telling you the same thing. That is how I felt when I first decided to start rowing across oceans. When the idea first came to me I instantly recognized it as the perfect project for me.

But what do you do when your heart and your head are pulling in different directions? Which should take priority?

I don't think there's an easy answer to that. The romantic in me thinks the heart should win. But where safety is concerned, maybe it is better that the head should prevail.

Or is there some technique for reconciling the two? If anybody can recommend a book on the subject, I'd be interested to hear about it.

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Slideshow: Salvaging the Brocade
05 Sep 2007

I put together this slideshow of last week's mission to find the Brocade. You'll see the crew of the White Holly, how we homed in on the Brocade's position, the work that went into making Brocade ready to continue, and the disappointment when the weather made it a no-go until next summer.

A proper (moving) video should be coming shortly - to a website near you.

Other stuff:

I am staying at a friend's house on the coast just north of San Francisco, taking it easy - or rather, I'm trying to. It has not been very restful so far.

Yesterday the Sausalito Arts Fair ended, so I was finally able to get to the Brocade. After slogging through traffic (while considering the irony that after all this trouble a car could rear-end my precious boat) the Brocade and I made it safely to the hangar in Hayward where she will live for now.

By the time I made it to my coastal hideout it was 9pm, and I still had to write an article for the Sunday Times (a major British paper), deadline 10am this morning. Then today a TV camera crew from NBC 11 came out to interview me.

But hopefully now I will have a couple of quiet weeks to regroup. I have been running on adrenaline for several weeks (months, actually), and now I have stopped to draw breath I have realized I am feeling rather tired. I will carry on blogging, but if my life seems a little low-key for a while, you will have to excuse me. For now, that is just the way I want it.

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