A Dip in the Ocean: Rowing Solo Across the Indian

By Sarah Outen

Four-thousand miles of unpredictable ocean, 500 chocolate bars, 124 days of actual exertion, three Guinness global files, and one amazing journey


On April 1, 2009, courageous 23-year-old Sarah Outen launched into an bold solo voyage around the Indian Ocean in her rowing boat, Dippers. Powered by means of the grief of the unexpected lack of her father and the choice to reside lifestyles to the fullest, Sarah and her tiny boat effectively negotiated wild ocean storms, unforeseen encounters with whales, and the continual possibility of being capsized by way of passing box ships. alongside the best way she broke oars, ate 500 chocolate bars, and misplaced 20 kg of body weight earlier than arriving in Mauritius. She grew to become the 1st girl and the youngest individual to row solo around the Indian Ocean. Life-affirming, humorous, and poignant, Sarah's salty story of braveness and persistence will encourage the style of event in everyone.

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They have been steel giants, giant as sprawling warehouses. None responded my calls at the VHF radio and that i suspected they have been all having a lie-in or tucking in to a hearty breakfast. Mmmm. Breakfast. I were rowing for 4 hours now and had eaten my sandwiches and fruit a number of hours earlier than, so popped within to discover anything to munch. I needed to throw a few sandwiches overboard, regretting that I hadn’t pointed out to Clem that I didn’t like mayonnaise as I watched them glide away; what a sorry waste of sandwich strength. My final for months, misplaced to the deep. At this aspect I should still most likely describe simply what ‘popping inside of’ entailed. The hatch door to my cabin was once lower than a metre throughout and a metre tall, so concerned at the same time crouching and stepping via into the cabin area – no longer the simplest of manoeuvres yet one that i might have to ideal if i used to be to be effective and secure at sea, quite within the tough climate. An more and more boisterous sea me around the north of Rottnest and waves bounced up over the facet of the boat to soak me sometimes. I welcomed the cool distinction to the 40°C warmth, which was once already donning me down and from time to time making me nod asleep on the oars as my drained physique rocked up and down the sliding seat, up and down, down and up. Legs, again, fingers. Legs, again, palms. many times, hour after hour. I longed for night-time, either for the cool air and the chance to snooze; I had purely clocked approximately 40 mins’ sleep the evening prior to and that was once certainly no longer sufficient. ‘Are we approximately there but? ’ I joked out loud and chuckled to myself. Then I let loose a number of tremendous shouts of not anything specifically, simply checking out the acoustics of my new domestic. there has been no answer and no echo. not anything; simply the ocean doing its factor, gurgling and rippling and fizzing. I lower back to the oars and rowed on. I have been scanning the horizon for your time now, brooding about if any of the boats i'll see have been the Fremantle Sea Rescue Boat RS100, which I knew will be heading out to discover me for a last hi and so long. there has been the quick ferry nipping from side to side among Rottnest and the mainland in addition to numerous different motor boats and small yachts. I waved at a few and attempted hailing others over the radio. without reaction from the waving or hailing, I imagined that i have to be invisible. It seems i used to be. It took RS100 over twenty mins to discover me after they made it again out to the place they notion i might be, Dippers’ little white cabins misplaced within the cresty white surf which now rolled with the starting to be swell. It was once relatively emotional asserting hi once they arrived, by no means brain asserting cheerio. All of these humans had come again out to seem for me, to join my experience, and that i used to be thankful to them for it. If hi were difficult, then so long was once even more durable – either to listen to and to assert. they have to were rather emotional, too – there have been moms on there, seafarers who knew the sea and people for whom this used to be thoroughly alien. It was once a weird and wonderful day for us all, i assume. We reached out in gestured hugs after which waved one another domestic.

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