Cook Strait North to South
No whining, No tears and No Giving Up
Outcome Incomplete swim
After 8 strong hours,of converging tides, sucker punching waves, sometimes agreeable, and others not, wind swept spray and the crest of the waves, finding my mouth and delivvering a complimentary ” Cook Strait Cocktail”, ” Hey Kiwi, give us a kiss”,said the mischievious waters
There were sea swells, and some flirtaeous smooth patches, brilliant sunshine, and also New Zealand’s legendary long white cloud, and finally a gobsmackingly brilliant crew, after an estimated 26k my swim was over,
Phillip Rush, who guided me, coached me, with the utmost care and skill, and spirit lifter Cynthia Needham who feed me, and made me giggle were brilliant, jostling along beside me in the zodiac.
Phillip made the call, after my stroke rate dropped and power dimished, I was called to the boat and obedietnly swam in, I was approx 3k from New Zealand’s regal South Island.
What a swim, I enjoyed every stroke even the hard ones, although Cook Strait was victorious in the home stretch, I gave her a and a good old Kiwi kick in the pants,just needed a bigger foot!
Cook Strait delivered an edge of your seat adventure,I am in good health, have racoon eyes, my chin is up and head held high.
I look forward to sharing the adventure after I clean up, rest up and refuel
Thanks for all your good vibes.