We got up this morning about 8.00am, after being woken several times in the night by the motion of the Braemar on the Atlantic waves. When we looked out of our portholes, we noticed quite a large ocean swell, and there were plenty of white horses dancing on the waves. Every now and again we…
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Helicopter and High Seas
During the night, we knew we had left the relative shelter of the fjords and were once again in the open sea, because the Boudicca was tossed about on the waves like a pea in a drum. I kept waking up during the night with my bed moving in all directions, and when I needed the…