On 4 March 1973, a sperm whale breached beneath the hull of the Auralyn in the open Pacific and tore a hole through the boat in forty minutes. Maurice and Maralyn Bailey — a British couple who had sold their suburban home, bought a boat, and set sail for New Zealand — were left adrift on a small inflatable life raft with a handful of salvaged provisions, no distress signal sent, and no certainty that anyone knew they were missing. What followed was 118 days at sea: eating raw turtle, seabird, and fish eyes for sustenance, losing 40 pounds each, and being passed by at least one vessel before a South Korean fishing boat finally spotted them on 30 June 1973. What the ocean could not predict was which of the two would hold the other together. Maralyn — who had never learned to swim, a studied defiance she refused to explain — became, on the raft, the one who managed the rations, fashioned a safety pin into a fishing hook, invented card games from scraps to preserve their minds, and held a belief in their survival so absolute and irrational that it drove the rational, pessimistic Maurice to fury. She thought positively and practically while Maurice turned inward, desolate and at times near suicidal. He later confessed a truth he could not argue against: without her, he would not have survived. "What else is a marriage," journalist Sophie Elmhirst wrote in her acclaimed 2025 account of their story, "if not being stuck on a small raft with someone and trying to survive?"