Friday, August 29, 2008

We're Home

You may have read by now, but we pulled Charlie from the water after six and a half hours. My emailing device ran out of juice, and we have been attending to Charlie, thus the hours since the last update.

Never have I seen an effort equal in magnitude. In the end the cold did him in, and the decision was an easy one to make.

Months ago, Charlie and I had a quick discussion about why we do the things we do. Why do we choose hobbies that are aspirational in nature? Why do we pick big dreams that sometimes we dominate and sometime dominate us. Because in the end, we don't always want to win.

The answer to why we do it, why he jumped in cold water under cloudy skies at 9:30 this morning, is we want to see how far we can push the limit of human endurance. Charlie found it today. And he will go looking for it again.

And that's why he is my best friend. And I am lucky to know him. A true American Hero.

Just so you can breath deeply. Chuck is sitting next to me, laughing and doing fine. His temp is now above 95 again (it was under 92 two hours after we pulled him out).


Four and half hours in

Charlie is still cruising along, but its apparent why not everyone
does this. At his last feeding he was still talking fine, but it is
clear he is working hard.

His pace is fast, he is keeping up w a relay about 400 yards away.

We have passed through the first set of shipping lanes. I keep losing
reception, so I will probably have to be closer to France before I
post again.

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Third feeding

Thus far Charlie's pace has been spot on consistant. His cadance
(strokes per minute) has varied but a stroke or three.

We are now starting to approach the first shipping lane. On the last
feed Chuck said, "whoa those are some big ships."

So we cruise along. No big news is good news here.

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Second feeding -- two hours in

Second feeding has come and gone. The logistics of it went much
smoother. As you can tell from the ais map, Chuck is cruising. 4.6
miles in 2 hours 9 minutes.

More good news, the water is 20.2 degrees c, which after about 5
minutes of Art's calculations works out to 68 degrees f! Practically
bath tub water for channel swimmers.

Now that sun needs to just make an appearance.

More later.


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First feeding

Just had the first feeding. Chuck said his legs were tight but he felt good.

He form is very strong and he seems to be making good time.

There are maybe 10 other swimming boats out today. The water is
totally calm for the time being. The skies are overcast, but we the
feeling it will burn though.

Next feeding is in an hour.

Reminds me of one of the signatures at the white horse, "I swam from
feed to feed till I ran out of sea."

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10 am and Chuck is looking strong!

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Chuck is away!

He took off right at 9:30 am local, 3:30 chicago time.

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Thursday, August 28, 2008

Since You've Been Gone...

Yeah, I know... Bad Blogger.

I broke the cardinal sin of blogging, "Don't take off two and a half months." Well, I will attempt to catch you up, but in the mean time I need to call your attention to my crazy friend Charlie Wittmack. You have heard about him before here... well tomorrow AM he is going swimming... from England to France. He is swimming some 30 miles across the English Channel.

Once he hits France he will be the first American to swim the channel and climb Everest.

And Melissa and I have come to the white cliffs of Dover to root him on.


(Photo above of Charlie and I at the White Horse, a pub in Dover named after what the waves look like in high winds. It is the channel swimming pub in dover. Those who get across get to sign the wall.)

Charlie defines local celebrity in Des Moines, Iowa. He was the first Iowan to climb Mt Everest. For background on what is going on, I suggest the AP story that was out today. You can read about it in the International Tribune, the Canadian Press, The Houston Chronical, or my favorite, the rag from my current hometown, The Chicago Tribune.

[By the way, as I write I can typically hear the words I am typing in my head. Don't be scared, I think it somewhat common. Anyway, today's version the read-along has a British accent. Although if you ask my FIANCEE (yes, another new development), she would tell you it's a crappy one at best.]

Back to old Charlie, one may ask why exactly have I spent a week here in damp, cold, Dover with his parents and in laws, just to watch someone swim for 14 hours from a boat washing back and forth like a rubber ducky in a bath tub... well that is almost as dumb as asking why the bloody hell he is swimming in the first place. The answer is there is no answer. It's like restaurants where there are no prices on the menus. If you need to ask, you don't belong.

So we are off tomorrow. Chuck will hit the water at 9 AM London time (3 AM Chicago time). I will attempt to post updates here, but failing that, Chuck has a blog his wife Catie will be updating (click here).

-It has actually been a very cool trip, and as Charlie has been my best friend for years his family has been like my family for just as long. In no way do I want to leave the impression that I have had anything but the best of times with his parents and in laws. They are truly wonderful people.

-If you still haven't figured out the answer to my question, its because it is the only place in the world I would want to be. I can't swim for him, but I want to do everything I can to help him across (and I do have my wet suit and fins in case he needs a little in water motivation.) Plus, if someone were to remove half of my brain and all the sudden it sounded like a good idea to swim 30 miles in hypothermia water... well he would be there for me (although I would hope he would just talk me out of it).


Charlie and the next adventuring Wittmack, James.