17.04.09: Where is everyone? While the Reykjafoss was almost guaranteed to have the Captain, Andrey, Albert or Chivas knocking about, the Dettifoss is deserted at night. The TV room is empty and the mess is perfectly quiet, apart from the radio, which always seems to be on, and playing fuzzy music to nobody's ears. Hmm... So we arrived in Reydarfjordur in the morning. A beautiful natural bay surrounded by volcanic snow-capped peaks. I tried to find somebody on board to ask how long we would be staying, but finding nobody, took it on myself to have a wander. I didn't go very far - I wanted to keep the ship in sight, but bloody hell, Iceland is beautiful. I'll be coming back here. The food on board the Dettifoss is AWESOME. It's the best food I've had since I left home four months ago, in fact,…

16.04.09: It's a funny old world - the First Mate off the Reykjafoss used to be part of the original crew on board the Linge Trader when it was launched a few years back. He had photos on his laptop of the bloody thing being built!! So we got into Reykjavik in the wee small hours - I was on the bridge as the city lights came into view...but we were a few hours too late to make my connection with the Bruarfoss which would be getting into Hull on Sunday. It was time for plan B - the Dettifoss, bound for Rotterdam, arriving Monday. With the right connections, I could be in Liverpool by 8.55pm. Oh yeah. Anyway, after a restless night worrying about the fact that I'm probably going to have to delete all of the YouTube vids, and the six that I edited…