On August 16th, things look better . First, our friend Jessy, one of the two nice Arctic Bay policemen who greeted us during our clearance in Nunavut, visits Breskell today.
Saturday, August the 11th. Prince Regent Inlet is still under an important ice cover. No way to move in. Time to use my old surgical skills to patch Breskell wounds.
For now, we are the only boat anchored in Arctic Bay. On land, everyone greets us. They all propose their help. Truck drivers, policemen or even simple pedestrians in the street: “Where do you come from?”
“Do you need any help?”
First thing first. Soon after dropping the anchor in Arctic bay, I make sure everything is safe on board with the boat ready for the next blow. Now, I have to return to my immigration clearance.
With the entrance to Arctic bay, our first choice, closed by an impromptu ice pile-up, we carefully study our other alternatives. A little bay, on the north side of this peninsula, appears as a suitable substitute : Victor bay.