...anything worth doing is worth overdoing.
Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania U.S.A.
since this is the kind of crowd that would dig it, here's my experience from the boat on JC's Farallon adventure http://robaquatics.com/2012/05/jc-takes-on-the-farallones.html
"I never met a shark I didn't like"
Keep moving forward.
I remember speaking to Fred Rogers many years ago about his swim from the Farallons in, I think 1955....around the time he swam the legnth of Tahoe....I don't think Fred should be forgotten and someone should do some research on Fred....there are a few old timers that will know
But, in 1968, Rogers went to extremes to take on a challenge - he tried to swim from the Farrallon Islands to Stinson Beach. He has a framed black-and-white photo to prove it. He also has newspaper clippings of his mother, Matilda, standing holding a pair of binoculars on Stinson Beach. She's crying.
Rogers was unable to complete the trip. One of the support boats got lost in the fog, the tide changed and Rogers was repeatedly stung by jellyfish. He was pulled out of the water a mile and a half from Stinson Beach after spending more than 18 hours in the ocean. Rogers was more mad than sad, especially when a newspaper article detailing the swim insisted Rogers "cried in terror."
Seeing this, Rogers confronted the reporter, pointed at his own eyes and sternly asked, "Do you see any tears?"