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Douglas Robertson
Don't panic.
Dougal Robertson
Don't panic.
Narrator
The bottom literally disappeared from under us.
It's a terrifying moment for our castaways. Parents Dougal and Lynn, their 18 year old son Douglas. 11 year old twins Sandy and Neil. And 22 year old Robin, the only non family member. The rubber floor of the raft has.
Completely disintegrated, leaving Douglas, Robin and Lynn floating in the water.
They have to move to the dinghy now.
Lynn Robertson
The decision had been made for us.
Narrator
The dinghy. It is live or die.
Time has run out.
Not a second to lose.
Douglas looks at his dad, remembering what they talked about.
It's a three man dinghy and there are six of us. Maybe there's not enough room for everybody.
If there isn't, they'll have to make a decision.
Rocco Hamill (Twin)
That idea of losing someone and, and everything, which that meant, it never crossed my mind.
Narrator
Dougal pulls on the rope, bringing the dinghy alongside what remains of the raft as fast as he can. He clears space inside it, chucking overboard anything they don't need, like old turtle shells and even their old life jackets, everything that might weigh them down. They must be as light as possible. That done, it's time to move. The twins go first.
All right, my boys. Neil.
Dougal Robertson
Hold me, dad, hold me.
Lynn Robertson
One by one.
Narrator
Sandy.
Dougal Robertson
Scared?
Narrator
Come on.
Dougal Robertson
Scared.
Narrator
Holding hands, they help each other into.
The tiny boat, step by agonizing step, steady.
The dinghy suddenly lurches to one side.
Okay, Len. Len, you're next.
Lynn Robertson
And it was sinking. It was pressing down into the water.
Narrator
Douglas and I just watched, fearful, expecting it to end in disaster.
Lynn Robertson
And then there was just me. And my dad left and he said, you go next, Douglas.
Narrator
Douglas hesitates, looking back at his dad.
Lynn Robertson
I said you. You're coming. You're coming, aren't you?
Narrator
I'm coming, I'm coming.
Lynn Robertson
You know we can't do this without you.
Narrator
I'll be right behind you.
Douglas holds out his hand and helps his dad into the dinghy.
We're all in.
Lynn Robertson
Well done everyone. And suddenly we were all on the dinghy. We were all on the dinghy and we were still afloat.
Narrator
All six of them have made it. In silence, they watched the raft drift away.
Like being parted from the dearest of friends.
Lynn Robertson
We really felt a great sense of loss. We thought of the Icelanders who'd given us the raft and how that raft has kept us alive.
Narrator
The raft that Dougal had said they would never need.
Without it, we would never have got this far.
Lynn Robertson
We kept looking for it. And then it was gone.
Narrator
They're left with just the dinghy. A tiny dinghy in this vast ocean. And from now on, survival will be much harder. This is Adrift, an Apple original podcast produced by Blanchard House. I'm Becky Milligan. Episode 6 hell on earth.
Douglas Robertson
Life changed so much those first days.
Lynn Robertson
We missed the raft.
Narrator
There is one good thing. They're not sitting in seawater anymore.
Lynn Robertson
We're actually dry. For the first time since the Lucette.
Douglas Robertson
Sang, we'd lost the sea. Water boils, all that had gone.
Narrator
But that's the only plus.
Lynn Robertson
The dinghy was a different set of problems. You know, our new home, apart from being dry, was extremely unstable.
Narrator
And it's tiny, not much bigger than a bathtub.
Lynn Robertson
It was so cramped, there was no space, no freedom to move around. Once you got your position, you had to stay there.
Narrator
Careful, Careful. I said careful.
So if one of them moves one way, someone else has to balance it by moving the other way.
Lynn Robertson
You had to give warning. Can you move your leg, please? Because I want to move my leg. You had to cooperate with each other to move.
Narrator
And even stretching a leg could be enough to capsize the boat. Because it's so overloaded, they have to keep the dinghy level at all times, their weight evenly spread.
Douglas Robertson
One mistake, you tip the dinghy over.
Narrator
And you're in with the sharks.
Lynn Robertson
Don't move.
Narrator
Don't.
Dougal Robertson
I said don't move.
Douglas Robertson
You had to sit there and not move at all.
Narrator
In fact, Dougal makes it a rule.
Douglas Robertson
You were not allowed to move.
Narrator
Could you stretch your legs out? I mean, how did you sleep?
Rocco Hamill (Twin)
We slept sitting upright. So most of the time I was basically sitting in that position.
Narrator
Their muscles start to seize up.
Douglas Robertson
Your shoulder, your bottom, your legs, your knees.
Narrator
Lynn is worried about the twins. She has to get them to exercise.
Douglas Robertson
She would get your ankle and twist your ankle and move your legs and it was bloody painful, that was.
Narrator
But Lynn's a nurse and she forces them to exercise every day.
Douglas Robertson
We hated it, but mother insisted it was good for us.
Narrator
The raft had a canopy to protect them. The dinghy is open to all the elements.
Lynn Robertson
We're alone in that huge sky and that big sea.
Narrator
They're now very low in the water, just six inches between the sea and the top of the dinghy.
Rocco Hamill (Twin)
Almost part of the sea, part of the ocean life.
Narrator
They can look over the side and see everything up close.
Lynn Robertson
We felt like we were in was quite a bizarre feeling. And we could see huge fish swimming around underneath us. We could see the sharks. They were constantly with us, all man eaters. And we'd think, bloody hell.
Narrator
But what they fear most is a change in the weather.
Lynn Robertson
There's always the fear of storms.
Narrator
One big wave and they'll be swamped the next few days. They're lucky, but they know their luck could change. For now, in the doldrums, it's hot and windless. Early morning. The Pacific Ocean. Still. Water like glass.
Douglas Robertson
The sea was so calm, 11 year.
Narrator
Old Sandy is awake.
Douglas Robertson
Just like looking into a mirror, you could see your face. I was looking at myself.
Narrator
He hardly recognizes the face staring back at him.
Douglas Robertson
My hair, my eyes. And then I got my finger and I flicked the water and I watched the ripples. Oh, look at that. I got the circles meeting in the middle. That looks really good.
Narrator
He tries something else with two fingers this time.
Douglas Robertson
Double flick. I thought, oh, that's really good.
Dougal Robertson
Look at that.
Douglas Robertson
This shark's fin just came out of the water. Big white tip on the top of it.
Narrator
The oceanic white tip, one of the most dangerous of all sharks.
Douglas Robertson
The tail was outside one end of the boat. The head was outside the other end.
Lynn Robertson
Bloody big shark.
Douglas Robertson
Huge it was. And I just gazed at it as it glided past. And a voice behind me said, I.
Narrator
Don'T think you should do that again.
The sharks are never far from the dinghy. The family's constant companions. Silent predators waiting for their next meal.
Douglas Robertson
You could see these shapes. They were down there.
Dougal Robertson
Quick, grab it. Grab it, Robin, grab it. He's jumping all over the place. Come on.
Narrator
They've just caught a dorado. It's thrashing around in the bottom of the dinghy.
Grab it.
Dougal Robertson
Why the hell can't you keep your bloody knees out the way?
Narrator
Robin has let the fish get away.
Dougal Robertson
Use your hands. It doesn't matter if the bloody fish bites you.
Narrator
It's have a go at Robin time again. But before Dougal can say any more, look.
Becky Milligan
Turtle. Turtle.
Narrator
Douglas reaches over the side to grab it.
Dougal Robertson
Come on, Douglas, let's have it.
Narrator
This time it's Douglas who mucks up.
Dougal Robertson
Why the hell don't you leave it to me if you can't manage it?
Becky Milligan
That's right, hit him, you big bully.
Narrator
Dougal glares at her, but for once doesn't say anything.
We spent the rest of the morning contemplating our own misery.
Day 22. They've been in the dinghy for five days. One afternoon, the family's luck runs out. In the distance, they spot clouds gathering. Huge, towering, menacing clouds.
Lynn Robertson
Scary to look at.
Rocco Hamill (Twin)
It gradually built up.
Douglas Robertson
Thick dark clouds, threatening.
Lynn Robertson
It looked threatening. It looked dangerous. We had been prepared by My dad to be ready.
Narrator
Keep bailing. Keep the boat balanced. My crew were looking at me. I studied their faces, full of fear. There would be no second chances if we were swamped. We will have to fight for our lives.
Becky Milligan
Dougal rigged up pieces of sailcloth for possible shelter as we prepared ourselves mentally to endure whatever was to come.
Narrator
The storm is getting closer.
Lynn Robertson
We could see it coming. We could hear the waves, strong winds whipping up the sea.
Rocco Hamill (Twin)
The seas got rougher and rougher. We were bouncing around a lot.
Lynn Robertson
It was just a matter of counting down the minutes.
Douglas Robertson
And it started to rain.
Lynn Robertson
Big, heavy drops of rain. The coldness of that rain. It was so cold. We were shivering. We're shaking. And it hit us.
Narrator
The sea around us exploded into cascading white capped rollers.
Douglas Robertson
Absolutely torrential.
Narrator
Dougal is trying to keep the front of the boat heading into the waves. If he doesn't, they'll be tipped out into the sea.
Lynn Robertson
He just kept coming. It was getting worse and worse, worse.
Douglas Robertson
And worse, until you couldn't see.
Narrator
Waves engulf the small boat.
Lynn Robertson
The water is coming in so rapidly.
Narrator
They can't bail quickly enough.
Rocco Hamill (Twin)
It was very, very rough.
Narrator
The dinghy rolls dangerously tossed about. If they're hoping the storm will pass in a few hours, they're wrong. It closes in.
Dougal Robertson
Faster, faster. Keep bailing. Bail for your life.
Narrator
By nightfall, the waves were slopping aboard and Robin, Lyn and Douglas had to bail continuously.
Lynn Robertson
Bailing, bailing, bailing, bailing, never ending.
Douglas Robertson
We bail constantly.
Becky Milligan
I was kneeling in the center, bailing hard, praying it would all stop.
Lynn Robertson
I don't know how we're going to beat it.
Dougal Robertson
Bail for your lives.
Lynn Robertson
Bail for your lives.
Dougal Robertson
Faster, faster.
Narrator
It just had to be done. You had to keep going, had to keep going.
Dougal Robertson
Faster, faster. Feel faster, Keep feeling. When's it gonna stop? I'm gonna be sick, Mom. I'm gonna be sick.
Narrator
Above all the noise, I could hear Sandy sobbing and Lynn praying while the rhythmic scrape of the balers got faster and faster.
Lynn Robertson
And still the water was gaining on us.
Narrator
Time was running out for us. We needed a miracle and we needed it now.
The storm goes on through the night. Dougal sits on the bench across the middle of the tiny boat. The others are huddled together, trying to protect themselves.
Douglas Robertson
He took the pain of being on that center bench. Not Douglas, not Robin, not my mum. That bench was the most important exposed place in that dinghy. And he sat there all night.
Narrator
Dougal can't take much more of this.
I heard an inner voice tell me I had had enough, urging me to quit, telling me to give up and die.
Lynn Robertson
Above the wind and above the rain, we heard this moaning sound.
Douglas Robertson
This man groaning.
Lynn Robertson
He was so exhausted and so stiff from the cold.
Douglas Robertson
He was so cold. All we could see was this silhouette of a man hunt shoulders, head down in his chest. He sat there, didn't move. Getting colder, colder and colder.
Becky Milligan
He wasn't speaking or moving. I thought he'd died. Died where he was sitting. So we knelt at his feet and I told everyone, rub him. Get him warm. Get him warm. He stayed silent, but slowly we rubbed the life back into his frozen body.
Lynn Robertson
He was about to give up. And my mother held his eye and said, do not forget.
Becky Milligan
If we only do one thing to. We must get our boys back to land.
Lynn Robertson
The oath that he had made. Do not forget.
Narrator
A defiant light burned brightly in her eyes and held my stare with a look that said note, that demanded. You will not give up. You will carry on. Not just for yourself, but for all of us.
The storm doesn't let up. This tiny boat with all six of them on board, pitches and rolls. The waves keep coming and the rain lashes their faces. They're not going to give up. Then out of nowhere, a voice.
Lynn Robertson
Sing. Sing for your lives.
Narrator
We burst into God Save the Queen.
Lynn Robertson
We were singing to stay warm. We were desperate.
Narrator
We were hanging on an ultimate act of defiance.
Rocco Hamill (Twin)
It was just hope.
Narrator
It's early morning when Douglas wakes up.
Lynn Robertson
The storm had gone and it was quiet and the sun was out and it was completely surreal.
Douglas Robertson
Clouds part, sun shines out. Marvellous what sun does. Dries everything up. It's a beautiful warm feeling, as if nothing has happened.
Narrator
The dinghy is in a terrible state.
Lynn Robertson
But we had come through it. We had come through it.
Narrator
They bail out the water and then under a cloudless sky and in the warmth of the sun, their exhausted bodies can rest for the first time in days.
Lynn Robertson
We just thought, it can't get worse than that.
Narrator
The following night.
Lynn Robertson
This was a storm of a different kind. We could not believe what we were looking at.
Narrator
They have never seen anything like it.
Bolts of lightning speared down from above.
Lynn Robertson
Straight down into the sea.
Douglas Robertson
And then, next thing.
Lynn Robertson
One of them's gonna hit us.
Douglas Robertson
Next thing.
Lynn Robertson
One of them hits us, we're gone.
Narrator
One minute it's pitch black, the next.
Douglas Robertson
The whole place was alive. It was like somebody switched a big.
Becky Milligan
Light on a vision of hell. Then it was gone.
Narrator
The sea was boiling with the acrid smell of scorched air.
Lynn Robertson
This is hell on Earth, Dad. This is hell on earth. If there's Hell, this is it.
Narrator
I hugged him. I couldn't muster any words of comfort.
Becky Milligan
Our Father, who art in you, hallowed be thy name.
Narrator
Thy.
Lynn Robertson
We were just stuck there.
Narrator
It was like a game of Russian roulette, waiting for the single strike of lightning that would fry us all in an instant.
Lynn Robertson
It was terrifying.
Narrator
Each minute seemed to last an eternity. The night slowly slipped by, draining us of every last bit of strength and energy that we had left.
24 days since the Lucette sank.
Finally, it began to get light.
The rain has stopped. The wind has died down. The lightning and storm, gone. They've survived.
Douglas Robertson
Dad was absolutely shattered. The cold, the wet, no protection. That storm absolutely destroyed him. He had that steely mental strength, the mental strength to sit there on that bench, to get through that and stay there. He was keeping everybody alive. He knew that only he could do it. The last thing I do, I'll get these boys to land.
Narrator
But Lynn believes it isn't just down to Dougal.
Lynn Robertson
She said there were seven of us on board last night. She had seen a vision, a protector, somebody behind Dougal, his face shining bright.
Becky Milligan
And smiling, light glistening and streaming from his hair and beard. Standing there on the water at Dougal's.
Narrator
Right hand helping him.
Douglas Robertson
She meant Jesus was with us. And I'm thinking, really? I never saw him.
Narrator
Yeah, but maybe she sees something you didn't see.
Douglas Robertson
Maybe, but I didn't see him.
Becky Milligan
All was enveloped in warmth and tranquility.
Lynn Robertson
You know, maybe a vision came to her to assure her that we were being looked after from beyond.
Douglas Robertson
We had survived, maybe with the help of Jesus, the seventh man. Who knows? But we'd survived.
Narrator
And they've learned a lesson. The worst is never behind them. They must be ready for anything. You've been listening to Adrift, an Apple original podcast produced by Blanchard House and hosted by me, Becky Milligan. Adrift is written and produced by Ben Crichton and me, Becky Milligan. The series is based on the book the Last Voyage of the Lucette by Douglas Robertson. Original score by Daniel Lloyd Evans, Louis Nankmanel and Toby Matimal. Sound design by Volken Kizletug and Daniel Lloyd Evans, with dialogue editing by Toby Matimal. The lead sound engineer is Volken Kiseltug. The part of Dougal Robertson is played by Mark Bonner and Lynn Robertson is played by Anne Marie Duff. Their words are adapted from Dougal and Lynn's own accounts of their story. The young Robertson twins are played by Rocco Hamill and Dexter Hutton. Other parts are played by Mark Gillis. The managing producer is Amica Shortino Nolan. The creative director of Blanchard House is Rosie Pye. The executive executive producer and head of content at Blanchard House is Lawrence Grizzell.
Date: December 1, 2025
Host: Becky Milligan / Apple TV & Blanchard House
This harrowing episode of Adrift thrusts listeners into the heart of the Robertsons’ battle for survival after their family raft catastrophically fails in the Pacific. With resources dwindling and dangers mounting—including relentless sharks and storms—the family’s physical and psychological endurance is tested to its limit. Whether it’s the cramped, treacherous sanctuary of the dinghy or nature’s lethal forces, each minute marks a desperate fight not just against the elements, but also their own fears and spirits.
Space and Instability: The dinghy is tiny, overcrowded, and “not much bigger than a bathtub.” Any movement is perilously risky, requiring choreographed cooperation to stay afloat.
No Movement Rule: Dougal imposes uncompromising discipline—“You were not allowed to move.” (Douglas Robertson, 07:09)
Physical Toll: The inability to move leads to muscle pain and stiffness; Lynn, a nurse, forces the twins to stretch painfully to prevent atrophy.
Exposure: With no canopy, they’re at the mercy of the elements, sitting inches above the sea, constantly eye-to-eye with sharks.
“All six of them have made it. In silence, they watched the raft drift away. Like being parted from the dearest of friends.”
(Narrator, 03:35–03:44)
“The dinghy was a different set of problems...our new home, apart from being dry, was extremely unstable.”
(Lynn Robertson, 05:56)
“If we only do one thing… we must get our boys back to land.”
(Lynn Robertson, relaying mother’s words, 18:46)
“Sing. Sing for your lives.”
(Lynn Robertson, 19:39)
“It was like a game of Russian roulette, waiting for the single strike of lightning that would fry us all in an instant.”
(Narrator, 22:46)
“If there's Hell, this is it.”
(Lynn Robertson, 22:23)
“We had survived, maybe with the help of Jesus, the seventh man. Who knows? But we'd survived.”
(Douglas Robertson, 25:45)
The episode masterfully fuses raw fear, vulnerability, and the indomitable human spirit. Tense, emotional moments are brightened by small flashes of hope, defiance, and even humor—illuminating how fragile yet resilient the human psyche can be under extreme duress. Authentic voices, direct quotes, and stirring re-enactments drop listeners into the dinghy alongside the Robertsons, making “Hell on Earth” a genuinely immersive survival tale.