A ghostly world this morning. Woke to thick fog. Up on the bridge it’s white on white every where you look. We’re crunching through quite thick sea ice now. It slides and scrapes and chimes and clatters along the hull next to where I’m writing, a symphony of ice and snow and metal. Sometimes it’s so thick that the ship can’t get through and then we stop, back the ship up and try another lead. Watching the ice crack and break to let us pass and the patterns of the sliding, upturning ice in the black water is completely mesmerizing.
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White on white…. sounds very…um…icy!… I’m confused by the IMG5845 heading on this blog link… is that just me? IMG… not like OMG!!! In My Garden??? Hmmm… 🙂
When we used to camp on Northwest or Lady Musgrave island with UNE decades ago, we got a ride out to the island on an “Ice-Breaker”, piloted by “Cowboy”… I think it was a real ice-breake, but was never quite sure just what it was doing in subtropical waters!! I think it would be very amazing to see ice part like that before one’s eyes. xxx
” … a symphony of ice and snow and metal.” Can’t express how much I’m enjoying these blogs, Jesse. Thank you. X