Whew, this is turning out to be nothing if not eventful!

So here’s the deal.  The best chance for a fast swim is to start at 6am tomorrow.

MAJOR problem: Daddy, and Old Grand Dad don’t land at Heathrow until 7am.

So second option:  leave at 3 in the afternoon, once everyone is in Dover.

MAJOR problem:  Most of my swim will be at night:  colder, more depressing, hard to land.  I’m totally fine with swimming some of the time in the dark – people do it all the time, after all!  But I’m a little bit of a sissy, and if I can avoid doing most of the swim in the dark, I’d like to do so!

Luckily, I have an absolute genius of a sister!  She came up with the following solution: why not find someone to ferry the rest of the fam out to our boat when they arrive?  After all, it’s not like I swim anywhere near as fast as a motor boat!

Brilliant!

So, here’s the plan:

5am:  Laurin, Karri, and Mom meet Paul the Pilot at the Dover marina.

6am:  Jump time!  I set off on this epic adventure.

7am:  The Gents land at Heathrow Airport, jump into a car, and drive down to Dover.

10am(ish):  The Gents hop into the boat of Dave Wight, former Channel pilot extraordinaire, and are shuttled out to meet me and the girls en-route.

Sometime between 11:30 and 1: , Dad, and Old Grand Dad pile aboard Paul’s Pace Arrow to join in the fun!  Yay!

And then, eventually, I make it to France =D

I am SO excited!  We’ve been running around prepping stuff all evening.  Now it’s time for me to go to bed, and I have no idea how I’m going to sleep!

Once gets to the Pace Arrow, he’ll start updating (hopefully…we think it will work, but won’t know until we try!)

Thank you ALL for your wonderful messages of luck and support!  I’ll carry them with me tomorrow.

Woohoo!!!