Beautiful Bering strait! Today, we reach some kind of sailing “high”. Continue reading “To Nome Alaska from Bering Strait.”
Just a few hours after leaving Tuktuyatuk and already falling far away behind, disappears a little dot. A last farewell to “Morgane” before losing forever sight of our friends. Continue reading “To Nome Alaska (part 4 Bering Strait)”
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:
I write a lot about sleep. In arctic sailing, sleep is a precious commodity, appreciated when you can get a good one, undisturbed and in a protected anchorage.