Didn’t get up until 8.40 this morning as I was so tired. We hadn’t slept well, not only because of the noise in our cabin but because of the movement. Lying in bed, you would roll first one way and then the other, and we could hear things falling over and/or sliding onto the floor. …
We got up at 8.00am and, as I was getting ready, my phone rang. A quick look at the screen told me that Ronnie was calling. We had a brief chat in which we both commiserated that we’d missed each other; however, as he only lived 10 minutes away he would walk the dogs and…
During the night, we were certainly aware of the increased motion of the Queen Victoria as she headed determinedly north. Looking at the shipping forecast areas, today we would find ourselves crossing Fitzroy (previously known as Finisterre), Biscay and, as we made our way into the English Channel, Plymouth. When we got up this morning…
A life on the ocean wave,A home on the rolling deep,Where the scatter’d waters raveAnd the winds their revels keep. Henry Russell, 1838 Woke up several times in the night; if it wasn’t because I was rolling from side to side in bed it was because of the torrential rain that lashed our balcony, accompanied…
Got up at 8.30 this morning after a fairly calm night, considering we were starting to sail across the Bay of Biscay, infamous for rough waters and much pitching and tossing of the ship. Trevor and I are never sea sick and, in actual fact, quite enjoy it when the waves are high and you…
We woke up feeling a little sad this morning, as the holiday we had waited for for so long is fast coming to an end. So it was another nice relaxing sea day, and this time we were in the Bay of Biscay. Usually this is a notoriously rough stretch of water, but this time,…
