Joshua, my new crew member is onboard. Together we have done a fair amount of work.
Two talented artists decided to intercede on my behalf. Neptune alone was not powerful enough.
Not anymore the rude bone setter approach previously used. No big hammer, no screwdrivers, no saws nor wood splints. The skill of the best plastic surgeon is now required.
August 29th at 6:30 am, At 66 degree 33 minutes 46.9 seconds North we are just on the Arctic circle . The temperature is slowly getting warmer.
An Ancient Greek philosopher, Aristotle, wrote a long time ago: “they are three kinds of men: the dead, the living and those at sea.” In Brittany, we have a modern way of saying this old quote:
Baffin Bay is a huge bay far-out north in the Canadian arctic with a lot of ice floating around. Baffin Bay, the crossing of many challenges
July 22nd. A great sleep that night… Our protected bay is quiet and peaceful with our boat safely hooked on a good holding ground. After drifting alone on the Arctic Ocean or nesting in the ice-field during the earlier days, an appreciated change from our constant “night” watches.