Last night the ship felt more than ever like a big animal, rather than something made of steel. he seemed to be meandering along, almost stopping sometimes, and the ballast system was moaning and whooshing like a whale. This morning I went up to the bridge and Guv, the second mate, told me that there were so many icebergs last night that the ship had to wriggle through them. That explained it. We are passed many icebergs today but its been grey and overcast, so they are not sparkling, just ghostly. My word I'm enjoying my mp3 player, my beautiful daughter Claire downloaded all her music on to it just before I left so I've got a huge and interesting collection.
Ít doesn’t really feel as though I’m on my way to Antarctica. It feels more like I am on a floating health farm, fabulous food, great gym, no stresses or worries. It has been foggy all day today with calm seas but even so I am very careful about going on deck. It’s such a big ocean that I can’t help imagining how terrible it would be to fall overboard. I watched shearwaters ( mutton birds ) flying around the ship yesterday.