Amory's favourite pics

Captions by Team Alvimedica OBR Amory Ross
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Amory's favourite pics Captions by Team Alvimedica OBR Amory Ross
He wowed us all with his incredible talents last race - and he enjoyed it so much that he came back for more!

Yep, Team Alvimedica's Amory Ross already had one circumnavigation under his belt following the 2011-12 race onboard PUMA - and he's only gone from strength to strength this time around, telling the story of the Turkish-American boat...

May 20, 2015. Leg 6 from Newport to Lisbon.

It’s hard to show how much is going on at any one time onboard, whether it’s on deck or below there is always something happening. I was cooking dinner in the galley and turned around to Seb grinding in the pit and Charlie working at the nav station, all in one field of view. I doubted I had time to get my camera and come back without missing the moment but luck was with me and the light was right—maybe a five minute window where it was dark enough outside and bright enough inside—and it’s one of my favorites because of that: the rarity of the moment with the difficulty of capturing it.

January 13, 2015. Leg 3 from Abu Dhabi to Sanya.

I like this picture for a lot of reasons but I think it shows a moment in time where everyone is enjoying the great sailing conditions. The view from behind [a very focused] Charlie gives you his perspective of the scene in front, probably a watch change as Will is the only one missing (probably at the Nav Station), and there are smiles all around. The water’s movement gives a sensation of speed and the lighting is pretty much perfect. A cool “going fast and having fun” feel to it. Standard VOR photo.

October 15, 2014.. Leg 1 from Alicante to Cape Town.

Maybe not the most exciting photo, but meaningful to me from a technical standpoint. I really enjoy the nights onboard and we talk a lot about the stars in the middle of an ocean but they are very hard to capture. This was Day 4 of the race and we were out of the Med and into the Atlantic. I remember it being so incredibly dark without any moon but that allowed the stars and the glow-in-the-dark draft stripes on the sails to pop in the clear night’s sky. It was the first time I’ve ever been able to record stars and the sails before, and I’ve never seen an image like it. It was a very exciting picture to see on my laptop screen and I distinctly remember smiling all giddy, sort of saying 'this is so cool.' I love sharing hard-to-explain moments like this. It’s what keeps bringing me back.

April 2, 2015. Leg 5 from Auckland to Itajaí.

I can’t tell you how many times I got absolutely destroyed by waves trying to get this picture of Dave, but I knew exactly what I wanted and I wasn’t going to stop until I got it. You’re sitting there outside the wheel guard on top of the sail stack, totally exposed and clipped in, and I was getting completely punished with each wave that rolled through, but there was always something slightly off with the pictures… the water was covering his face, or it was a little behind him or in front of him, or there wasn’t enough. Then finally after like 15 or 20 minutes of H20 annihilation, Dave stuffed it hard and I remember yelling to him after holding down the shutter—NAILED IT!! with this big smile on my face. Sometimes you just know. And to me this is such a great picture of the abuse the oceans can deliver: you stand up in this world of water and learn to take it on the chin. You see enough to know what’s going on but there’s not too much detail. It’s kind of artistic, timeless.

April 2, 2015. Leg 5 from Auckland to Itajaí.

Nothing too much to say about this one that it doesn’t already describe itself. We had just rounded Cape Horn before hitting 50 knots of wind through the Strait of Le Maire, and then we got our brains bashed in for a few days of upwind slamming off the coast of Argentina. This was taken during that stretch. There’s this subconscious belief that after leaving the Southern Ocean things begin to improve immediately, but I think we were surprised at how bad the conditions got headed north towards Brazil; they could have been the worst of the race. I find this photo particularly significant because I think it’s one of the few that shows the actual scale of a wave. And I like how the sky blends with the horizon—a real doom and gloom type look to it, all the water pouring into the cockpit.