Corvin and I have run numerous times together, but swimming would be a new experience. We prepared for the race with three guided training swims off Cowell’s Beach in Santa Cruz.
Our plan was to tether with a bungee-like cord tied to each of our waists with a few feet of slack. Corvin has dwindling tunnel-vision so I wore a bright cap that would help him track me when he turned to breathe. Verbal communication would be near impossible without his hearing aids and a swim cap covering his ears.
Our first training swim was a mess. I was nervous and I swam too fast, practically dragging Corvin through the water, which was bad for both of us.
Our second and third swims showed huge improvement. I slowed my pace so we could swim side by side and avoid catching Corvin’s hand in the tether.
Once we found our rhythm together, our confidence as a team was established.
Race morning (July 20), we loaded the one-way ferry to Alcatraz at 7 a.m. Amidst overcast skies, choppy waters, and light wind, Corvin approached his ninth Alcatraz swim and I, my first. Though my eyes would be guiding him on the course, Corvin’s wisdom and experience guided me in preparing for this challenge.
As the ferry idled next to Alcatraz, swimmers congregated near the steel double doors on the first floor of the boat awaiting disembarkation.
I looked around at my fellow racers. Most of us were decked in wetsuits and neoprene swim caps, with a smattering of “naked” swimmers (no wet suit), but only one man was without both wetsuit and goggles. He wore only trunks, a swim cap, and spectacles.
Bewildered, I inquired. He confidently explained that he didn’t need goggles because he would be swimming elementary backstroke with occasional breaststroke to check that he was heading in the right direction. I couldn’t help but smile and wish him the best of luck on his first open water race. I wonder if he was having similar thoughts about me and Corvin, standing there attached to each other with a bungee cord.
Two by two, swimmers jumped off the ferry into the turbulent waters. Corvin and I linked arms and took the plunge. Once we surfaced, we swam to the start “line” and treaded water, anticipating the blast of the ferry horn to signal the mass start.
The horn blew and the water became exponentially more turbulent with limbs flying in all directions.
Contrary to our last two training swims, Corvin and I collided frequently — perhaps owing to choppy water, poor visibility, the significant challenge of navigating around other swimmers without tangling them in the tether, or most likely all of the above.
At times, rough waters obscured my view of the buoys while simultaneously serving me a mouthful of salt water. All things considered, I think we managed a fairly straight trajectory.
During Corvin’s previous Alcatraz swims without a guide (especially in recent years as his vision has deteriorated), he’d struggled with disorientation and swallowing saltwater.
“This time I only had to track Julia. I could really focus on my stroke and breathing, which made all the difference in my enjoyment of racing deaf-blind,” he said.
Entering the calmer waters of Aquatic Park, we accelerated toward the finishing chute.
Finally, feeling our fingertips graze the sandy bottom, we pulled our feet underneath us. When I stood up, I felt my body sway, searching for equilibrium (a common side-effect of open water swimming). Thankfully, Corvin grabbed hold of my upper arm so I could lead him through the transition area, and in doing so stabilized me. At that moment, Corvin guided me.
In the transition area, Corvin’s running guide, Billy, was perfectly positioned and ready to go. He did a great job helping Corvin remove his wetsuit and leading him down the steps toward the run course.
Corvin's race times clearly reflected his rigorous training and our strong teamwork, finishing the swim in a personal record of 53 minutes (his previous record: 61 minutes) and achieving his goal run pace at 7:29 minute per mile average.
Racing is fun, but being part of a team is even better. Thank you Corvin and Billy.