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‘Without him, it was too hard’

Sir Peter Blake’s son-in-law explains the late adventurer’s legacy in a book released in time for the 17th anniversar­y of his death

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Alistair Moore was just 22 when he started working with his childhood hero, Sir Peter Blake.

He joined the environmen­tal awareness voyage aboard the Seamaster and was part of the crew on December 5, 2001 when the yachting great was shot and killed by pirates on the Amazon River. Moore was on a mission elsewhere for Blake at the time.

His father Rodger Moore was filling in for him and was wounded in the raid.

Years after the attack, Moore, now 41, married Sir Peter’s daughter, Sarah-Jane, an artist, who he proposed to on board her father’s old boat Lion New Zealand during a stopover on its voyage from Gisborne to Tauranga.

Sir Peter had raced the boat to a Sydney to Hobart win in 1984 and to second place in the Whitbread the following year.

Moore has carried on Blake’s environmen­tal message, recently as the skipper of former Whitbread yacht Steinlager 2, taking school children on trips.

Now, he and Sarah-Jane are on the trip of a lifetime. The couple have been cruising around the Pacific aboard their yacht Darth Vader since leaving Auckland in winter.

Moore has written an extract about his yachting experience­s for a new book, Oceans: Tales of voyaging and encounter that defined New Zealand, released on Monday ahead of the 17-year anniversar­y of Sir Peter’s death on Wednesday . . .

‘We chatted for about an hour, then he offered me a job’

just so hard to fathom I grew up in a boating family.

Dad told a story at my 21st about how I was conceived on a cruising yacht, and I was only 2 weeks old when I first went away on a boat with my parents.

From a very young age, I knew that if you were going to be out on the sea and enjoy this lifestyle, you had to take care of that environmen­t.

As I grew up, I developed a real sense of taking responsibi­lity for it. Peter Blake was a hugely inspiratio­nal, influentia­l figure in my youth.

Blake’s Odyssey, about his 1981-82 Whitbread Round the World race on Ceramco, is probably the first book I ever read.

As a 13-year-old boy I remember being 10 miles off the back of Kawau watching Steinlager and Fisher & Paykel come rushing down the coast with their kites up, then the southweste­rly came in and kicked the living daylights out of us. I remember that day so vividly.

After school, I did a degree in outdoor education at AIT [now AUT]. At the same time, I was doing the Royal New Zealand Yacht Squadron’s Youth Training Programme under Harold Bennett, and I realised I wanted a career on the sea. I wanted more of a purpose beyond just racing, so I got my Commercial Launch Master qualificat­ion.

During the 2000 America’s Cup in Auckland, I worked for Bruno Troubl, who was running the Louis Vuitton Media Centre. I was driving the Fujifilm boat, going around collecting all the film from the photograph­ers after the start and the top-mark rounding, then taking it back to shore for processing.

Pippa Blake used to come out with me, and she arranged for me to meet Peter. I met him at the Team NZ base and we chatted for about an hour, then he offered me a job with him aboard Seamaster.

I loved racing but I had always had a passion for exploring and championin­g the environmen­t, so of course I said yes. For the next two years of my life I gave 110 per cent every day.

We sailed for Ushuaia in Tierra del Fuego, on the southernmo­st tip of South America, in late 2000. I was 22 years old and here I was sailing 6500 miles across the Southern Ocean [with] Sir Peter Blake.

After our time in Antarctica, we went up to Buenos Aires for a refit and then sailed to Brazil, and up the Amazon in October 2001.

When we reached Manaus, about 1500km from the ocean, we headed up the Rio Negro, until it got too shallow for Seamaster to go further.

I wasn’t actually on the boat when Peter was killed — I had gone off with a small group to go further upriver in local dugout canoes while Seamaster had turned around to go back down to the Amazon.

It was my job once a day to upload all our photos and data, and that day I had to call the boat.

No one answered, so I called again. Eventually I got hold of the production team in London, who said Peter had been killed and two other guys were in hospital, including my father Rodger, who had been smashed in the face by the robbers. We were to make arrangemen­ts to get back to the boat as quickly as possible. It was just so hard to fathom. We had to make our way back down the river to a helicopter, which took us to a fixed-wing aircraft, which flew us to Caracas in Venezuela, before taking a commercial flight to Macapa in Brazil where the boat was.

Then a group of us took the boat to Tobago — we just wanted to get away from Brazil — and we flew back from there to New Zealand for the memorial. I just wanted to get back on the boat and keep going with the work that Peter had started, but I realised I needed to walk away.

Without his leadership, it was going to be too hard to keep it going.

I did end up spending some more time sailing on Seamaster, after it was sold to Tara Expedition­s, and continued doing environmen­tal work, as well as sailing on the internatio­nal circuit.

During one of my trips back to New Zealand, I spent some time skippering another of Peter’s old boats, Lion New Zealand, in the Bay of Islands, up and down the coast from Auckland, and in the Pacific Islands.

I had been working in Oman as a sailing coach when I got the opportunit­y to come home and work for the New Zealand Sailing Trust as the skipper of Steinlager 2, taking groups of school kids and other charters out into the Hauraki Gulf.

It gave them a unique experience — they got to see things they wouldn’t otherwise see, and learn about the environmen­t, and themselves. Steinlager is an amazing boat in terms of its history and legacy — it’s a national treasure and deserves to be treated as such.

I spent five years with the trust, spending up to 32 weeks a year at sea, and now we’re going off cruising. Sarah-Jane and I have bought an old IOR [Internatio­nal Offshore Rule — a measuremen­t rule for racing sailboats] two-tonner and we’re heading off into the Pacific.

We’d like to do Tonga and Fiji and then decide whether we’re coming back, or if we’ll just keep going.

Peter wanted to change the way people looked at the environmen­t — not to take ownership of it but be custodians of it, as a fundamenta­l responsibi­lity.

He wanted to do it through appealing to emotion, rather than through science or browbeatin­g, showing people how they were connected to it, so they fell in love with it.

One person might not have an effect, but if we put a few people together we can make a difference. In terms of the ability to solve problems and adapt to situations there isn’t an animal better than the human.

You have to have hope.

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 ??  ?? Anticlockw­ise from top: Sir Peter Blake; Alistair Moore and wife Sarah-Jane; Blake’s funeral, son James, Lady Pippa and Sarah-Jane.
Anticlockw­ise from top: Sir Peter Blake; Alistair Moore and wife Sarah-Jane; Blake’s funeral, son James, Lady Pippa and Sarah-Jane.
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