Dictated by Roz on 12th May.
Position; -04.48150, 155.67511
Friends, Rozlings, countrymen, lend me your ears, I’ll give them back, I promise.
Today was rather a quiet day for news here on the Brocade, so I’d like to take this opportunity to pay tribute to those who enable me to do what I do, so I want to focus on my wonderful, unpaid, volunteers who give their time, energy, commitment and often also money to support my endeavors. Thank you to you all, and I hope that I am making you proud .
The danger of this kind of thank you, of course, is that I cannot possibly list everybody who has helped me throughout my ocean-going career, so I will confine myself to a specific few, and try not to forget anybody. If I do, please forgive me and put it down to my general disconnection with life ashore.
I will be forever grateful to Ian Tuller of San Francisco, who over the last couple of years has ensured that I head out to sea in a ship-shape state, traveling at his own expense to Hawaii and Tarawa to work on Brocade. Ian wasn’t able to come to Tarawa this year, having only just recovered from a stomach complaint he picked up there last year, but nonetheless was very involved in preparations. As well as battling manfully to sort out my technology, he also drove from San Francisco to Santa Monica immediately before I left for Tarawa to deliver supplies of food, tech kit, water-maker parts, and essential miscellanea, all carefully packaged and labeled. Packaged for the most part, I should add, in greaseproof or brown paper, with as little plastic as possible, and packed in suitcases recycled by the charity store.
Hero of 2010 . . . . (no easy task) is Liz Fischer. She came out to Tarawa for ten busy days of final preparations. In a sense this was just the tip of an iceberg. She had already spent days packing Larabars and raw food crackers at her home in Honolulu, so that all we had to do when we got to Tarawa was to pack them into the boat. There are countless other little but important things that Liz brought with her which would have otherwise been forgotten but which turned out to be invaluable. Clothes pegs, towel and of course my champion, much-used sun hat.
Thanks also to Doug Grandt aka Unca Doug for being the tireless “uncle” of my on-line community. He manages my Facebook fanpage as well as being the lynchpin of the blogs comments and coordinates my contributions to the Nasa S’cool project. This summary doesn’t really do justice to what Doug has done for my on-line presence. He has helped to turn it from a collection of individuals into a community. So, although I also thank all the other key Rozlings, and you know who you are, we all know that Doug deserves special mention.
Busy behind the scenes is Alan Murray of Murray PR in London who has been working Pro Bono to help spread the word about my adventures since the walk from Big Ben to Copenhagen last October. Thank you Alan for your kindness, and also to Sue Lossen of Green People (providers of my sun lotion) for making the introduction.
And, of course, no roll of honor would be complete without mention of my good old Mum. (With the emphasis on the good rather than the old!) who this year saved the day when my technology went belly-up. As well as transcribing my blog every day from dodgy dictation from Satellite phone, she has sent emails on my behalf, shielded enquiries, managed my finances, liaised with shore-side contacts and generally kept the show on the road with her usual calmness, competence and thoroughness. We haven’t worked this closely together since my days on the Atlantic and it has been great to have the old mother and daughter team back together again. (Excuse my blushes – Editor)
Finally a word of thanks to this year’s key sponsors : Brocade, Shacklee, Sony Ericsson, Larabars, Wilderness Family Naturals, The Kine, Archinoetics and Aquapac for their kind support.
And finally, finally, thanks to you all. For being there. For supporting me. For spreading the word about what I do and why. For giving me your love, encouragement and positive energy. For being the wind beneath my wings or the currents beneath my craft. I couldn’t do it without you.
Other Stuff: My sister Tanya is well on her bid to walk the Way of St James, 500 miles across Spain. Footsore, apparently, but nothing she can’t handle.
There is one booby in residence tonight. Last year’s residents were masked boobies. This one is of the yellow-footed variety, but no more social graces than his last relatives, and his poop smells just as bad.
Rita: Good to see a number of last-minute guesses about time of arrival – too many to list – today is the last day for having a go. And thanks to those who made contributions: James Ferguson, James Beaver, Sam Miller, Jamie Marshall, Angela Hey and Noelle Sadinsky
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