|The journey out to location-|
“We have to stay on our blind side, we can’t go to your visual” Ok was the answer. I would have liked to watch them but breathing to one side this was something that I had become to accustom to. I checked forward and back to see the landscape to monitor my progress. Strangely the distance seemed so manageable.
The islands to my vision were disappearing. The blood started recede. my feet tingled, nothing unexpected and I pushed out my ankles. I could feel the pins and needles climbing up my legs. I became aware that I was trying to have a pee but there was no will in the world would relax my muscles. The natural reaction to cold is to pee but obviously not in this cold. It bothered me for a minute or two and I diverted.
|Dr Stewart on board the Coast Guard-|
|Ram finishing with Anne Marie and I behind with our 2 boats|
|Me finishing.. the wind well lifted.|
Now the games begin to control the recovery.