Day 110: Homeward Bound
we docked in Rotterdam at 5:45am and by 6am I was ready to get off the ship. However, I found myself pacing up and down on deck until the shipping agent…
Day 109: Western Approaches
After another night of tossing, turning, giving up and reading until light. Today I kicked around one the bridge with the Captain for a little while before getting a tour…
Day 108: Well, It’s a Fair Row…
I managed to find the Captain this morning, after we had arrived in Torshavn in the Faroe Islands. He was disembarking to see a friend of his while the ship…
Day 107: Hoppípolla
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…
Day 106: The Iceland Cometh
It's a funny old world - turns out the First Mate off the Reykjafoss used to be part of the original crew on board the Linge Trader when it was…
Day 103: Another Monday Comes
Oh my word, I feel ROTTEN! Spent a good part of today in bed, did a little editing, but it's hard to concentrate when you feel two seconds away from…
Day 102: Heading East for Easter
Aside from our heading, the least Easterly Easter of my life - no chocolate eggs, in fact no chocolate at all! To be honest with you, I spent most of…
Day 101: The Shipping Booze
Today was a half day for the Filipino crew - it's a public holiday in the Philippines, so they got to let their hair down and down a few beers.…
Day 87: First We Take Manhattan
When I changed buses yesterday in Atlanta, I made a fatal error - I didn't push to the front of the queue. And so I and about fifteen other misfortunates…
Day 81: The Forbidden Isle
After helming the nightwatch, I got a few hours kip before Johnny called me up on deck - he'd been chatting on the CB with a passing yacht that had…