All good things must end, and with some drama and sea sickness Jose Lawrence & Shane Richie attempt to doge a hurricane (Bill) and race to get back in time to make the 80 days target.

So how do you spend your time on a transatlantic voyage, on a cargo ship. Options are limited and I suppose after you have counted the containers, engines, pipes and watched your wake for a while and spotted the local wildlife your a bit stuck. Not with a film crew and two celebrities, you make a cheesy soap opera.

Meanwhile a rescue plan is put into place, a ship to ship transfer just off the Lizard Point, boat to Plymouth and a train to London. Sounds simple… well to disembark you need a rope ladder and the captain, can’t stop. He just moves course a little. Its all dependant on good weather.

Its at this point you realise a few things, a solo 80 day attempt does not have the power of the BBC behind it and (as I predicted) in earlier posts both sea sickness and the ocean crossings are the most important parts of the trip and you have no control over either.

Off the cargo ship and its the last day, with only 17 hours the most beautiful racing yacht and the most wonderful Dame Ellen MacArthur at the helm. I cannot emphasise enough how much respect and admiration I have for her. It would be nice to see her with longer hair though. There is only one thing I rather do (and have less chance of completing) that a solo circumnavigation of the globe in a racing yacht.

The whole team is at the reform club to great them,  just a note here – no one met Mr Palin.

The journal and the carpet bag are now both up for auction…  as I type this the journal has just flown past £20,000 (there goes my chance of owning it) and the carpet bag making a good start at £3,000.


This is a bit of a challenge for me – as  child I was afflicted by car sickness. Unfortunately as I got older and was able to get used to this, then learn to drive which made a huge difference as did moving from the back of the car to the front passenger seat (sorry mum).

I remember and I sure my  family does many occasions a drive was interrupted by my poor constitution. If you remember my first post and my thoughts on the origins of my passion for travel this makes little sense as all the long journey’s I had done had been affected.

Back to more recent times and the sea sickness,  its a terrible thing – you can stop a car and get out – no chance of that on a boat. One irony is I love sailing, back in my youth I did some dingy sailing and I spent a few days on an amazing racing yacht called Mandrake cruising around the Whitsunday Islands off the Queensland coast.

A week earlier on a ferry to Fitzroy Island, a journey of only 45 minutes I was very, very ill and subsequently when learning to dive suffered the same fate.

Add that to bad experiences on Irish Ferries between Holyhead and Dublin, more than one on North Sea Ferries between Hull and Zeebrugge or Rotterdam (saved by sea sickness tablets) and the Inter Island Ferry between Picton and Wellington.

Now my experience on the ferry to Dublin may have had something to do with a few pints of Guinness I had consumed in the wonderful Sky Lounge, on an empty stomach (yes there are more excuses coming), on a rough sea followed by a walk down to the restaurant… yes it was mainly the Guinness.

All that said if I want to complete the the 80 days I’ll have to spend at least 2 weeks crossing the Pacific and the Atlantic, if not the Persian Gulf and other bodies of water… Are there any sea sickness tablets that work? Are there enough to last me that long?

I know that Ginger is a help – a few bottles of ginger beer got me though the trip across the Cook Straits and has helped on other car related occasions, but it has its limitations. I have used some travel sickness tablets before, on recent flights over the Atlantic which seemed to work and once when I was very young on a North sea crossing (basically they sent me to sleep – which doesn’t happen these days).

One thing I have found is fresh air and a view of the horizon in all but the worst cases is also a great help – again this helped on the Cook Straits crossing and when I went for a trip down Milford Sound. On Milford Sound this made me look pretty hard core as the only people outside when we reached the mouth of the Fjord were those who felt like me, the smokers (tucked away in a corner) and the photographers.

I’m at a loss – careful preparation, lots of ginger, sea sickness tables, very few or no alcoholic beverages, and praying for good weather are my only options. Maybe the Pacific won’t be that bad (fingers crossed).