Documentary recounts marathon swimmer’s attempt to cross seven dangerous channels

Documentary recounts marathon swimmer’s attempt to cross seven dangerous channels

In 2016, Beth French attempted to cross seven treacherous channels around the world. Photo courtesy “Against the Tides”

Imagine wading into an ocean in the thick of night, feeling cold swirls of water against your body, looking into the black murk and not knowing what awaits.

In 2016, British marathon swimmer Beth French did just that, as she slipped into the Pacific Ocean off of Catalina Island on her quest to swim seven of the world’s most dangerous ocean channels.

At the time, just six other people had completed what in the swimming world is called the Oceans Seven. French planned to do it in a single year.

“Against the Tides,” a feature-length documentary film by director Stefan Stuckert, recounts the adventure, which begins as the story of an athlete who faced bouts of chronic fatigue syndrome so severe she used a wheelchair as a teen-ager, but flows into a story about a single mom trying to raise her autistic son the best way she can.

The film’s lush cinematography puts the viewer right in the water next to French. Photo courtesy “Against the Tides”

The film made its North American premiere Friday in Austin as part of the Austin Film Festival. A second screening is set for 1 p.m. Monday at the Alamo Drafthouse Village on Anderson Lane.

French, who comes across as a driven athlete who won’t let anything stand in the way of her quest, took five years to prepare for her attempt. She and her team scheduled swims across the North Channel from Ireland to Scotland, the Catalina Channel to the coast of California, the Molokai Channel in Hawaii, Cook Strait between the North and South islands of New Zealand, the Strait of Gibralter, Tsugaru Strait in Japan, and the English Channel.

Along the way, she knew she’d face threats from water cold enough to knock a swimmer unconscious, unrelenting currents, sharks, stinging jellyfish and fatigue. She invested tens of thousands of dollars in the effort, and enlisted the support of hundreds of supporters. She explains, on camera, that she’s taking on the challenge to set an example for her autistic son. The swims vary in length and duration, but the Catalina crossing took more than 19 hours, and pushed French to the brink of exhaustion. The relatively warm, clear waters of Hawaii might seem like a relief after that, but a tiger shark swirled directly underneath her at one point during that crossing. In New Zealand French had to dodge huge, high-speed ferry boats, and during the entire project she faced conflict with her support team and a constant mental battle over whether her swim challenge was negatively affecting her relationship with her son, who has autism.

“It’s been my dream year and my hell year,” French says at one point during the film. “Swimming’s always been the easy part.”

The film made its North American premiere at the Austin Film Festival. Photo courtesy “Against the Tides”

Stuckert, the director, and cinematographer Damian Paul Daniel answered a few questions after the screening. (Stucker will also participate in the Indie Film Track Panel on Documentary Storytelling at 11:30 a.m. Sunday in the assembly room at the Intercontinental Stephen F. Austin, 701 Congress Avenue.)

Stuckert says he knew immediately when he met French that he had a feature-length film on his hands. A mutual friend introduced the two.

“I remember the door opening and a pillow coming straight at my face,” Stuckert says. Beth and her son were in the midst of a pillow fight.

French never regretted what she did, Stuckert told the audience, and is now focusing her time and energy on making sure her son gets a good education.

Stukert spent four years making the film, which premiered in the UK last year. He and Daniel, the cinematographer, captured more than 800 hours of footage, much of it of French swimming, taken from vantage points high overhead, far below and right next to her as she chugged through the water. It’s visually beautiful, and puts the film viewer right in the water next to French and her bright yellow swim cap.

But if you think you know how “Against the Tides” ends, you might be surprised. A ripple went through our audience as the plot shifted, swept away on a new current.

That change reflects the real plot of the film, which isn’t so much about swimming as it is about life, motherhood and relationships.

The plot twist also caused some sponsors to cancel their financial support, and – at the time – made Stuckert think he had a weaker film.

He was wrong.

In the film, swimmer Beth French says she’s completely in her element when she’s in the water. Photo courtesy “Against the Tides”

For more information about the Austin Film Festival, which continues through Oct. 31, go to https://austinfilmfestival.com. For more information about the film, go to www.againstthetidesfilm.com.

 

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The glamorous life of a freelance adventure writer

The glamorous life of a freelance adventure writer

Colton Moore ascends out of Punkin Cave on Oct. 23, 2019, in a cloud of dust and bat guano. Photo by Pam LeBlanc

People ask me all the time about my life as a freelance adventure writer, thinking, perhaps, that I’ll describe a glamorous life of swanky hotel rooms, gourmet meals and international travel.

While I’ll readily agree I’ve got the best job in the world, I’m more often wiping blood off my elbows, shoving energy bars in my mouth as I bounce down a desolate ranch road in the middle of Nowhere, Texas, or pitching a tent in the desert than hopping a jet to an exotic island.

For fun some days, I assess how much my latest adventure has cost me in clothing, vehicle and skin damage.

Take this week, for example.

I crawled face-first into a cloud of bats. One crawled up my pants leg. Pam LeBlanc photo

A caving assignment for a state-wide magazine led me to a preserve near Carta Valley (not far from Del Rio), where freelance photographer Erich Schlegel and I spent two days crawling through the underbelly of the earth with one of the state’s finest cavers.

We rappelled 45 feet down into a pit. We dove down dark, scorpion-populated tunnels. I narrowly avoided plunging my hand into the half-decayed body of a raccoon. I admired webs of what looked like delicate vermicelli – only to find out it was fungus growing out of bullet-sized bits of porcupine poop.

Most exciting of all, I scrambled over mounds of bat guano and face first into a cloud of bats. A few dozen smacked me on the arm and head, and one fuzzy, fig-sized individual snuck its way up my pants leg.

See that gaping hole in the front? I did that caving this week. Adventuring is hard on clothing.

Before the five-hour crawl wrapped up, I’d ripped a hole as big as my face in the front of my shirt. (It’ll go great with the palm-sized hole I ripped in the seat of my pants two weeks ago on another assignment.) I was covered with shit from assorted creatures, and polka-dotted with quarter-sized bruises from whacking my body parts on knobs of rock.

Then, while driving back to the cabin from the caves, our parade of two vehicles hit a boulder-strewn rocky ledge. The vehicle in front of us got temporarily hung up. Its tires spun, the vehicle rocked back and forth a few times, then suddenly broke free, firing a barrage of baseball-sized rocks into the air. One smashed the corner of my truck’s windshield and punched a hole in the roof.

Whoa, and thank goodness for shatter-resistant glass. The body shop reports the damage at $4,000.

Was it worth it? Totally.

I’m beyond thrilled that I’ve made a life out of backpacking, snow skiing, camping, caving, scuba diving, hiking, paddling and more.

Just don’t confuse it for a life of luxury.

 

 

 

 

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Can peppermint panties really keep an athlete dry and odor free?

Can peppermint panties really keep an athlete dry and odor free?

I’m test driving Jumper Undies, which are made with peppermint leaves. Pam LeBlanc photo

I discovered the perfect underwear about 10 years ago – Patagonia Active Hipsters – and never felt the need to look or buy anything different ever again. They’re soft, seamless, sexy and last for years.

I bought a few dozen, unpacked them and never thought about it again – until this week, when a trio of underpants made with peppermint leaf and eucalyptus fibers landed in my mailbox.

What? That sounds, um, scratchy? Or decidedly non-durable. Also, would they make my sensitive skin tingle (in a bad way)?

Jumper Threads has just unveiled Jumper Undies, made with fabric containing 35 percent peppermint leaf fiber that, the company says, naturally fights odor. Even better, peppermint plant grows quickly and easily, so they seem like a nice sustainable option for people (like me) who obsess over that stuff. (Reduce! Reuse! Recycle!)

I didn’t notice any uncomfortable tingling upon first wearing, but I did notice a few other things. The fabric itself is really soft, but I don’t like the narrow elastic waistband. My Patagonia panties don’t have a separate waistband, they’re just one seamless piece. I do like the back mesh panel in the Jumper Undies, which helps keep me cool even when I’m running or biking. And I really like the ruching, which snugs the bottoms nicely to my cheeks.

Does the no-odor stuff really work? I’ll get back to you on that one. One thing I do know is they don’t smell like peppermint or eucalyptus.

They sell for $16 a pair at www.jumperthreads.com.

 

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Breakfast with Iram Leon, the 2020 Cap10K race ambassador

Breakfast with Iram Leon, the 2020 Cap10K race ambassador

The tiny muffin in front is mine, but Iram Leon ate those three giant pastries all by himself this morning when we met for breakfast at Upper Crust Bakery. Pam LeBlanc photo

Iram Leon thinks it’s pretty amusing that he’s been selected as race ambassador for the 2020 Statesman Capitol 10,000.

Last year, Olympic gold medalist Sanya Richards-Ross held the post. In 2018, Olympic silver medalist Leo Manzano was ambassador.

“They went downhill fast,” Leon jokes about his appointment. But I think he makes a fine ambassador. I had breakfast with Leon this morning at Upper Crust Bakery. He’d already gone for a 6-mile run, and was planning to run again tonight with his 12-year-old daughter.

I watched as he tossed back three giant pastries. That in itself was impressive, but there’s more.

I first wrote about Leon in 2013, just after he’d won the overall title at the Gusher Marathon in Beaumont – while pushing his daughter in a stroller and despite a diagnosis of brain cancer.

A marble-sized tumor is entwined in the memory and language hub of Leon’s brain and has invisible “tentacles” that even doctors can’t detect. The average survival time for the disease is four years; only a third of patients live five years after diagnosis.

Cap10K officials have named Leon the race ambassador for the 2020 Cap10K. He has brain cancer but still logs about 60 miles of running each week. Pam LeBlanc photo

But Leon’s diagnosis came nine years ago. At his most recent checkup in June, doctors told him his tumor is stable. If you didn’t notice the scar that snakes across the side of his head you might never guess he was sick.

He runs – a lot – and he runs fast. The Cap10K was the very first race Leon ran when he came to Austin. He’s done the race five or six times since, alongside his daughter and with his parents and wife Elaine, whom he married last year in a run-themed weddingthat I wrote aboutfor the Austin American-Statesman.

Leon says he likes the Cap10K because it draws runners of all ability levels. For some, a 10K is the longest distance they’ll ever run. When last year’s Cap10K was cancelled due to bad weather, Leon showed up, unsolicited, to help break down the infrastructure.He’s also president of the Austin Runners Club.

So yes, he’s the perfect ambassador for the 43rdannual Cap10K on April 5, 2020.

As race ambassador, Leon will appear at the Cap10K Expo and participate in some of the themed training runs leading up to the race. He’ll also hit the starting horn at the beginning of the race – before he jumps into the crowd and participates himself, a first for a Cap10K ambassador. Afterward, he’ll hand out medals to finishers, something he loves to do.

“It’s like handing out happiness,” he says.

Leon, president of the Austin Runners Club, logs about 60 miles each week. Pam LeBlanc photo

The Cap10K began in 1978 with 3,400 participants. Now more than 20,000 run it.

“The Cap10K is about community and commitment, and who better to represent our 43rd race than inspirational Austin running community member Iram J. Leon,” race director Jeff Simecek wrote in a press release.

For more information go to cap10K.com. 

 

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Want cars to see you when you run in the dark? Try this!

Want cars to see you when you run in the dark? Try this!

The Noxgear Tracer360 is a bright, illuminated “vest” made of tubing that flashes in multiple colors. Pam LeBlanc photo

Did you see that multi-colored flash of light streak down your street the other morning?
That wasn’t an asteroid entering the earth’s atmosphere – it was me, jogging from my home in the Allendale neighborhood to Barton Springs Pool for a dip. Since it was dark at 6:30 a.m. when I left my house, I strapped on a handy new device sent to me from Noxgear called the Tracer 360.

I’ve tried an assortment of products designed to keep me visible when I bike or run in the dark. Most reflective vests are too bulky and hot, headlamps give me a headache, and hand-held lights are a hassle. Some things show only from the front, or when headlights hit them.

Now it’s blue! Pam LeBlanc photo

Now I’ve got an insanely bright new option, sent to me by the manufacturer for a test drive. And holy pre-dawn running frijoles does this thing stand out in a crowd.

The contraption looks like a vest made out of narrow plastic tubing, with a small plastic shell on the back to hold batteries and a stretchy reflective waistband to hold it in place. It comes in three sizes and weighs just seven ounces.

I put the thing on (it fits over a T-shirt or jacket just fine), flipped the on switch and took off.

Now it’s yellow! Pam LeBlanc photo

I knew it was visible, but my thoughts were confirmed when a motorist stopped at an intersection called me over to tell me he’d seen me from a block away. He wanted to know who made the vest so he could get one for himself.

I also got a couple of random horn toots, and one catcall, thanks to the Tracer360.

You can set the device to multi-color flashing mode, so it scrolls through blue, green, yellow, orange, red, pink and purple, or any one solid color. The piping surrounds the wearer’s entire body, so you’re visible from every angle. The maker says the lights can be seen a mile away.

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I didn’t even notice it as I ran. It didn’t trap sweat or weigh me down. It uses three AAA batteries, and the packaging says it lasts for 40 hours on a set. It’s rainproof, too. It’s designed for runners, but it would work well for cyclists.

Daylight Savings Time ends Nov. 3. That means more folks will be out running in the dark, before or after work. If you’re one of them, please wear something to make yourself visible to passing motorists.

The Noxgear Tracer360 costs $69.95 online at www.noxgear.com. (Looks like it’s on sale now for $49.95.)

 

 

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Trash is piling up on Texas beaches – please help clean it up

Trash is piling up on Texas beaches – please help clean it up

I picked up lots of trash at North Padre Island National Seashore this weekend.

If you need convincing that we’ve got a plastic problem on our planet, take a stroll on the beach.
When a weekend scuba diving trip got cancelled, I headed to the Texas coast to dip my toe in the surf.

Some of the trash had washed in from the ocean.

I got distracted between sets of leaping through the waves at North Padre Island National Seashore. Fishing nets, ropes and other flotsam had washed up on shore, and beach goers had left plastic bottles, empty plastic sacks and broken bits of plastic toys all over the beach. Pulverized bits of colorful plastic, along with enough plastic bottle tops and utensils to fill a backyard swimming pool, littered the edge of the dunes. I found a couple of dead seagulls, too, and wondered if their bellies were full of plastic chips.

I know some of the junk had floated in from the ocean, but plenty of it was tossed there by lazy beach goers. I’ll never understand the mindset of someone who ditches their single-use items in a national park – or anywhere. I wish I could load it into a dump truck and deposit it in their front yard, or fill their car with it.

I found a bunch of plastic sacks. Pam LeBlanc photo

A sign posted near the beach encourages visitors to take away more than they bring. As I walked up and down the beach, I picked up some of the trash. Imagine if everyone took away more than they brought.

And it’s not just Texas beaches. During a recent trip to the Dominican Republic, a walk on a beach turned up a bunch of plastic doll heads. (Creepy!) A trip to surf camp in Costa Rica last summer introduced me to a whole beach coated in pinky fingernail-sized chips of plastic.

I wonder if any of the dead birds had eaten plastic. (Sorry, I know this is not pretty, but it is reality.) Pam LeBlanc photo

I can’t stand to see beautiful places choking in garbage. We’ve got to all do our part to use less plastic in the first place, and properly dispose of what we do use.

Remember that saying? Take Three for the Sea. Any time you’re at the beach (or lake or river or back country) pick up three – or 103! – pieces of trash.

Our most beautiful places appreciate it. And I do too.

 

 

 

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