As we approached the Canadian coast the sea temperature
dropped to 4C and the air temperature to -1 C. There
were just a handful of fishing vessels on the Grand
Banks. We passed through several dense banks of fog
but, as we approached Belle Isle they cleared and left
us with excellent visibility.
On the same latitude as southern England there was
lots of snow, even on south facing slopes and quite
a few icebergs aground on the shores of Labrador and
Newfoundland. We had to alter course to avoid a couple
of "bergy bits" out in the fairway. The Captain
kept a seaman on watch from the bow to warn of "growlers"
- chunks of ice the size of shipping containers that
can't be picked up reliably on radar.
Days Run 25h 349 nautical miles ( 402 miles ).
Noon Position 51 49.6 N 055 28.0 W
When I woke up this morning the radar screen was showing
land ahead and also half a dozen other masses
which I were told were icebergs but since we were cocooned
in mist we couldn't see anything! By late morning the
mist had cleared and the sun came out and there they
were, sparkling frostily. Some were double or triple
spiked and reminded me of puppy premolars. Others were
solid rectangular masses like Mediterranean apartment
blocks and yet others looked like low floating platforms.
The temperature on the bridge deck, the formidably bleak,
black and rocky coast of Labrador and Belle Isle is
liberally streaked with snow still, I am wearing two
jumpers and a hat and we have icebergs! This feels like
a crisp January day in England and yet we are on exactly
the same latitude as Henley on Thames where (probably)
they/you are enjoying at least 20 degrees and Summer
is in full flower. How grateful we should be that we
are bathed in the warmth of the Gulf Stream while Newfoundland
is doused by the icy Labrador current.
PS George threw up at lunch, felt immediately better,
drank a can of coke and has been almost his old self
I woke up about ten and went up to the bridge.
Visibility is still bugger all so I played guitar for
an hour. Then back to the bridge and visibility had
turned on its head, you could see everything. I could
see we were in the saint Lawrence seaway, steep harsh
banks on both sides thick with dark mossy green pine
trees growing up the steep banks wile streaks snow lay
on the top. We passed dozens of icebergs on the way
in, some too close for comfort. They are not at all
hard to spot even when there 15nm away because they
are dazzling white and stick out like Jesus at a Black
Around eight the seaway widened out so there was no
sign of land, every ounce of fog went with it and the
sun sat redder than blood on the horizon making a red
path along the water which we followed in the night.
Epic or what, then we went and played ping pong BP.
The Harry Report
We've got to part of the Saint Lawrence seaway and suddenly
the previous rocking of the ship abruptly stopped as
we got inland.
Had rice-n-pork for lunch which was nice.
I can't stand this boat but Krzysztof, the steward,
is very kind so is the w
hole crew. I'm looking forward to getting off this
boat but I'll miss the crew they have been very nice
but I don't fit in really. I'd like to be home but at
the same time I'm having fun. But any way there were
lots of ice burg's nearly 8.
Today I could barely walk for some reason. I'm better
now but still it's a bit uncomfortable. The reason I'm
only writing now is because I couldn't write with all
the rocking I should have been able to I am 9 now but
what do I now about age.
Krzysztof gave us 24 cans of coke when dad only asked
for 3 for lunch 18 left now dad said 2 a day for 3 days.
Krzysztof let me in the kitchen and its massive 3 boxes
of eggs with enough in each to make scrambled eggs for
to of the crews including passengers. I love cooking
and I envy the cook. He's very shy but when dad saw
him at teatime he smiled at him the cook gave him extra