At first glance,
Ben Hooper does not appear to be your stereotypical explorer. In fact, he seems rather more like a friendly policeman, which he is, incidentally. But appearances can still be deceptive.
The father-of-one, from
Gloucestershire, is embarking on an expedition that would make even the
hardiest outdoor type quiver with horror. In December, Ben Hooper will step on
to a beach in Dakar, Senegal, and plunge into the warm blue waters of
the Atlantic. He will not stop swimming until he hits Natal in Brazil.
The distance is 1,763 miles.
But that’s only if he goes in a straight line. And swimming across the
Atlantic in a straight line is a bad idea: “The currents in the centre
are so strong, I’d never get there. It’s an absolute car wreck in the
centre. Great for rowers, great for sailors, horrible for swimmers,” he
says.
Instead he will go in a strange
L-shape, heading south until he crosses the Equator before swimming back
to the coast of Brazil. In all, if all goes to plan, it will take about
120 days:
Hooper, a former policeman from Cheltenham, will swim for
about eight or nine hours every day for four months. “I will be staring
at a blue wall. There might be some marine life, there might be sharks,
dolphins, cargo containers, some garbage. But mostly just a blue wall.”
If you thought this was an impossible challenge, you’d be right: 4,100
people have climbed Everest, 1,340 have swum the Channel, and 12 men
have walked on the moon. No one has swum the full distance of the
Atlantic, continent to continent.
Hooper, 35, thinks not only can it
be done, but he is the man to do it. “It’s the last great challenge.
It’s human nature to push our boundaries. Finding a new feat is not just
about pushing things further, it’s about trying to inspire people.”
I find him very winning. Both his enthusiasm and his lack of
egocentricity – something that seems to plague most explorers. But
beneath the chatty exterior there is steel, not least in his
determination to prove that an ordinary former bobby-on-the-beat can be a
Boy’s Own hero. “You don’t need to be born with a silver spoon in your
mouth,” he says
And he is deadly serious, spending the past two years training in the warm waters off the Florida Keys, while assembling a support team,
including doctors and academics who will monitor his progress as well
as marine wildlife and debris in the middle of the ocean. He has raised
more than £100,000 of the required £150,000 funding through sponsorship.
But no amount of planning will fully prepare him for
the obstacles he will face during the swim. There is the immersion in
salt water – “amazingly horrendous, it scorches the back of your throat,
especially in the heat” – and it will be surprisingly hot in the middle
of the Atlantic, with the water temperature reaching a
heatstroke-inducing 30-32C in the waters around the Equator.
Then, there are monster waves to contend with. “The maximum
swells, you’re looking at 15ft waves. It’s like a rollercoaster. You
get the tummy fright. And then …” he signals a huge plunge downwards
with his hand. “But when they go the wrong way, it’s like trying to swim
up a hill. It’s going to be very interesting.”
Other
obstacles are rather more worrying. “I feel our biggest threat is the
Atlantic oceanic whitetip – it’s a shark, and a big-arsed shark at that.
They are a good seven to 10 feet, but they come vertically up in
attack. So, I’d be the first to see it and the last one to go,
‘aargh!’.”
To combat predators he is wearing a
camouflage wetsuit and using an experimental gas – released using an
aerosol in the water – that replicates the smell of rotting shark
cartilage. “Sharks just turn tail and run,” he says.
However, the biggest challenge of all is monumental
boredom. Hooper says that his mind can play various tricks when he is on
a long swim: unexpected odours – steak frying – or he hears voices of
the people from his past. “How do you stop yourself from going insane? I’ve
no idea.”
Only two other people have made serious
attempts to cross the Atlantic using nothing but their arms, legs and a
wet suit; but neither crossing was ratified by Guinness World Records
because of the ‘‘lack of transparency’’ about the time spent in the
water and the routes take
Like the previous attempts, Hooper’s will be an “assisted
staged swim” – long stretches of swimming, with breaks on the support
boat at night and in the middle of the day. These pauses will give him a
chance to consume the required 12,000 daily calories – mostly
boil-in-the-bag Vestey army ration packs.
But Hooper is determined that
his crossing will be irreproachable, with the help of an observer on his
support boat logging every mile, a videographer filming, and a GPS
gizmo strapped to his wetsuit that will allow people back home to track
him on their phones.
“Without taking away anything from
[Lecomte’s] feats, we will do every single mile and it will be
transparent. That’s the difference.”
For much of the
time, the equatorial current will push him towards South America. “It
could help me, but we can’t allow it to help me. That’s fundamental to
the swim.” And for every mile that he is in the ocean, his team will
calculate how much the current has helped – both while he drifts on the
support boat and while he is actually doing his front crawl.
They will
then knock off that advantage from his daily tally. “I have to swim
every single one of those miles,” he repeats.
On the "Why"?
He spent most of his teenage years dreaming of becoming the youngest man
to reach the South Pole and wrote fan mail to Sir Ranulph Fiennes. “Ran
wrote me this wonderful letter back saying it was absolutely doable,
giving me advice. It was so inspirational.”
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Source: Telegraph.co.uk