I have started a blog post at least three times since the most recent one a few weeks ago. No sooner do I get one almost ready to publish than my thoughts and life take an unexpected turn. I honestly can’t remember a time when things were moving so fast…
Once again we were at sea. A time to settle and to look forward to the next part of the journey, the islands of Tristan…
While we slept, the ship made its way to Right Whale Bay. However, the waters were too rough for our planned zodiac excursion that morning…
It was a short night for recovery from three excursions the day before. But strolling through the decommissioned whaling station was just what we needed.…
After the flurry of activity in the Falklands, we were happy to have a few days at sea to rest and let everything sink in.…