Maud has returned home (to Norway)

Very shortly after we'd booked our flight to the UK to arrive mid-August, we found out that the Maud Returns Home  project would be having Maud's official homecoming celebration in Vollen, Norway (near Oslo) on August 18. Ever since we'd played a small part in this project by looking after the Tandberg Polar tugboat, in Cambridge Bay, in the Canadian Arctic during the winter of 2014/15, we'd promised ourselves that we would be on hand to see the tug and the object of all her efforts, Maud, finally arrive home to Vollen. So, with barely time to catch our breath, we quickly booked a trip to Oslo, just a short long weekend visit, where we planned to welcome the ship, pay a visit to Roald Amundsen's house museum and perhaps, visit Gjøa (first boat through the NW Passage and our boat, Gjoa's namesake), after her restoration and in her new home at the Fram museum in Bygdoy.

Saturday dawned cool and damp with leaden skies. It couldn't dampen the enthusiasm though of the crowd waiting at Vollen to see Maud arrive. There were people in the water, on the water and near the water to welcome her home.

Vollen is a pretty village with lots to see and do. We didn't stay long though as the long flight from AU had left me with its usual gift of some kind of flu which knocked me flat and I ended up laid out in the hotel instead of enjoying the festivities. How disappointing!

Sunday was a lovely day when we'd planned to visit the Amundsen house museum on the other side of Oslofjord. We were disappointed to miss out as I was still laid out flat in the hotel. By Monday though, I was back on my feet and we headed into Oslo to visit Gjøa. We had just arrived at the Fram museum and were admiring the statues of Amundsen and crew outside when we turned around to see Maud approaching!

We were greatly surprised to see them as we'd thought Maud, once she was in Vollen, would be staying there. It looks like they'd been out all weekend doing a victory lap around Oslo harbour. They came right by us and we had a great unobstructed view.

We'd been to the Fram museum before, in 2011. At that time, Gjøa was stored under wraps outside. Since then, she's had a lot of restoration work and is in a new resting place beside Fram. 

To be honest, we were a little disappointed in her display. It's nice that, with her restoration, she'll probably now last forever, but, it was too pristine and smelt too much like new wood and paint for such an historic old ship. I think I'd rather have seen her in her deteriorated condition. The interior was all new wood and totally bare of original fixtures and fittings. The original motor was the only interesting bit.

You were unable to enter the saloon, where you could view, through plexiglass, a reproduction of the original decorative banner.

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Farewell to Norway

We cast off from Longyearbyen, Spitsbergen on Friday, July 1, for the 1200 mile passage south. Our destination was Skudeneshavn, just south of Bergen where we’d arrived in Norway eleven months ago. We chose Skudeneshavn because it looked like an easy landfall from offshore and also a nice place to visit. Our passage plan was easy, a direct course for a waypoint about thirty miles off Stad, the westernmost point of land in Norway, then southeast to the island of Utsira, near Skudeneshavn. Depending on the winds, we hoped to get there within 14-21 days.

We had to motor away from Spitsbergen as it was flat calm. We motored to get offshore a bit, then turned the motor off and waited for wind. We sat for seventeen hours. It was a little frustrating, but, the flat conditions gave us our first close whale encounters and that was very exciting. The first one came up right beside the boat and then circled us for a while. I’m not sure what kind of whale it was, but, it was huge, longer than the boat! When diving, we saw its characteristic, double-fin tail as it went down.

A close whale encounter, Spitsbergen.

When the winds came in, they were generally from the north and they blew steadily from that direction for the next two weeks. We were thankful that we were sailing south and made the passage in record time, five hundred miles the first week and seven hundred miles the second. We arrived in Skudeneshavn just fourteen days after leaving Svalbard. A seven hundred mile week is a new record for us.

Downwind sailing sounds great, but, in reality it can be not much fun. When the wind is directly astern, it can be difficult to keep the sail (we just use a headsail when running downwind) full. The boat also tends to roll from side-to-side continuously. This motion day after day becomes very tedious, but, the fast sailing tends to make up for it. However, a problem resurfaced on the boat that made it almost intolerable on this passage. Inside our mast is a small aluminium wire conduit that is pop-riveted to the mast. The idea is you run your wires through this and it should stop most of the motion and noise associated with the wires moving around inside the mast. On our Atlantic crossing last year, due to the rough sailing, the pop rivets holding the conduit to the mast gave way one-by-one. By the time we’d crossed the ocean, there were only two screws at the top of the mast holding the conduit on. Now, instead of just a couple of wires banging around inside the mast, we had the whole conduit and the wires banging from side to side. There is no way to get inside the mast other than unstepping it. We thought we could get away with just redoing the pop rivets, which we did, but, it came loose again and the whole conduit was banging inside the mast on each side roll. The noise, at best, was like a metronome on steroids. At worst, it was like somebody clanging two garbage can lids together every thirty seconds. To add to the cacaphony, after a while, a new noise developed which sounded like a dinner gong. All this was going on about three feet from our heads while trying to sleep! We realize now that the only way to fix this properly is to unstep the mast and refasten the conduit properly. As the mast has to come down when we enter the French canals anyway, we’ll do it at that time. We tried to maintain our sense of humour throughout and we had a good laugh when I went to wake G up for his watch and had to pick the tomatoes and garlic heads from around his neck that, due to the rolling, had landed on his pillow after jumping out of their hanging basket.

After the first calm day, the weather became dismal, cold, grey, cloudy and rainy. At least it wasn’t dark as we still had twenty-four hours of daylight, but, we couldn’t sit outside as it was too cold and we were confined belowdecks for twelve days straight. G started to call it our ‘coffin with windows’ and I must admit, it did start to get to us. It made us appreciate all the more, the five days of glorious cruising weather we had had in Svalbard. The sun came out for the last two days of the passage and we were finally able to get some fresh air.

Following seas.

Generally, the winds stayed around force 5-6 throughout, although there was nasty little force 7 in the middle of the passage. It only lasted around a day and a half and we endured it without too much anxiety. We were running downwind with only the staysail set, but felt, at times, that we were surfing down waves a little too fast and toyed with the idea of deploying a drogue, or, warps. At times, when surfing, boat speed was around ten knots, but, it didn’t feel like we were out of control and the waves weren’t big enough that we were in any danger of pitchpoling, so, we did nothing and it was ok.

After we left Svalbard with all its cruise ships and expedition boats, we didn’t see another ship, or, hear one word on the VHF for over a week. It is a very barren piece of ocean, or, so you think. A mark of good seamanship is to use the detail level of chart that is suitable for the type of passage you are making. So, for an ocean passage, we were using an ocean chart. One night, while scrolling around with the chartplotter, I zoomed in closer on where we were. To my horror, on the next chart level, there was a buoy indicated, about five miles away. It wasn’t on the paper chart, or, the higher-level electronic reproduction of the paper chart. Keep in mind that we were about 150 miles offshore and depths were 2,000 meters, so, this was totally unexpected. On further investigation, it turned out to be a weather buoy. A large ship running this over would probably just push it out of the way, if we hit it, we would probably disintegrate. We didn’t get close enough to actually see the buoy, but, after that, I kept the electronic chart zoomed in and there were two more of these buoys later on, one of which we had to change course for in order to miss it. A valuable lesson learned and I changed our chartplotter configuration to always indicate when we’re looking at the ‘best map’ available. This is another reason to have both paper and electronic charts aboard. In this case, the electronic charts saved the day.

An interesting-looking graphic on this cruise ship.

We made landfall in Skudeneshavn on Friday, July 15. It was a beautiful, warm, sunny summer’s day and our first real taste of summer in 2011. Skudeneshavn was as beautiful as I had read. The old section of town is a typical ‘white village’ found all along the south coast of Norway consisting of tiny, narrow streets of old wooden houses, all the houses are painted white and in Skudeneshavn have the same red clay tile roofs (in other places, like Bygdoy in Oslo, the houses are all white, but, have black tile roofs). There must be strict planning guidelines to get everybody to maintain the same colour scheme. The effect is totally charming.

Images of Skudeneshavn, Norway.

After leaving Skudeneshavn, we spent a few days cruising the local area around Stavanger/Tananger. We travelled up the beautiful Lysfjord, which has the famous ‘Pulpit Rock’ and many lovely waterfalls. One night was spent near Utstein Kloster, an  old monastery we walked to one evening.

Utstein Kloster

Lysfjord

Lysfjord

A lot of Norwegian homes have sod roofs, these examples blend in beautifully with the surrounding landscape.

After leaving the Stavanger/Tananger area, we headed south to round the southernmost point of Norway, Lindesnes. We planned to follow the coast to Sandefjord and from there take a bus to Oslo. This would save us the long journey up the Oslofjord. We rounded Lista and Lindesnes with no problems. However, once on the other side, we found ourselves with a strong adverse current, wind and waves on the nose. We have discovered that our boat doesn’t sail to windward, at all, period. It took us ten hours to do seventeen miles, most of it with the motor on. There didn’t seem much point in continuing further along the coast with this slow progress. Only the Oslo visit was left for us to see in Norway anyway. So, we stopped at Mandal, another lovely ‘white town’ and from there it was two buses and about six hours to Oslo. We had a whirlwind two-day visit and Oslo did not disappoint, it was wonderful. We spent one night in a hotel (what a treat!) which included an Oslo Pass and we took full advantage of it to visit fascinating museums and travel the length and breadth of the city.

Oslo still seemed stunned by the events of less than a week before. Our hotel was just a couple of minutes from the site of the explosion and the devastation was just left as-is, no attempts at a cleanup had yet been started. Of course, it was all cordoned off and there was a police guard. The damage was widespread and even buildings far away from the site sustained significant damage. There were impromptu floral tributes and shrines all over town and people were still laying flowers.

With only two days, it was a bit of a rush, but, we crammed in everything we wanted to see. This included visits to the following museums:

1) the Viking Ship museum, a stunning display of three Viking ships that had been used as burial chambers. One contained two females and this was the most elaborately outfitted containing a complete carriage and four sleds. These were carved in the most intricate designs and embellished with silver and bronze nails. The amount of well-preserved artefacts was amazing and fascinating to view.

One of the four sleds buried with the ship.

2) the Fram museum – The ‘Fram’ was the boat built by Nansen and used in many polar expeditions. It was used by Amundsen on his successful voyage to be the first person to reach the South Pole. Having just been to Svalbard and Skjervoy, where the ‘Fram’ made landfall after its first northern polar explorations, it was interesting to look at all the maps of the polar regions and see where we had been in relation to where they went. I had also just finished reading Shackleton’s account of his Antarctic polar voyage of 1914-1917, so it was all timely information and most interesting. You can actually get onto and right inside the ship. One observation was how much Norway had to do with early explorations in the Canadian Arctic. Amundsen was the first person to sail through the North West Passage and the ship used to do that, ‘Gjoa’, is also onsite at the Fram museum. Norway also did much of the early surveying of Ellesmere Island and environs, which became Canadian territory only in 1925.

the Fram, inside its own museum building

3) the Kon-Tiki museum – didn’t know much about Thor Heyerdahl and his voyages before visiting this museum other than the famous ‘Kon-Tiki’ name. The museum displays the balsa raft he used in his first major voyage across the pacific and also ‘Ra’ the reed boat he used in a later voyage.

4) Norwegian Resistance museum – bit disappointed with this display, there was only a little mention of the ‘Shetland Bus’ that I have previously discussed. However, it did manage to fill in a few blanks about events during the war.

5) Vigeland Sculpture park – I guess everybody who goes to Oslo comes here, they get about a million visitors a year and there were loads of tour buses having a look. It’s the life work one man, consisting of about two hundred bronze, granite and cast iron sculptures.

Vigeland sculpture

Vigeland sculpture

The Oslo visit was a fitting farewell to Norway as we will be leaving here tomorrow, headed for Goteborg, Sweden. After eleven months cruising almost the entire coastline and experiencing both the polar night and midnight sun, it’s time to leave. It will be a short (hopefully) 140 mile voyage across the northern tip of Denmark and down Sweden’s west coast to Goteborg, where we will travel through the Swedish internal canal system to Stockholm. We are leaving from Mandal, the most southerly town in Norway. The town is very yacht-friendly, the gjestehavn (guest harbour) is run by the town and every morning they leave freshly-baked rolls with butter and jam and a newspaper on your boat! Makes us feel like staying in Norway. It’s been a wonderful visit, but, we are eager for new horizons now and ready to move on.

Sand sculpture

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North to the Pole (well, almost!)

Most sailors in the northern latitudes are out sailing by the beginning of June. We were still in Tromsø studying ice reports and contemplating our planned voyage north to the Svalbard archipelago, about 600 miles north from the Norwegian mainland. To make it worse, there had been one or two really lovely spring days in town and we were getting antsy to leave. Svalbard weather reports didn’t look that promising, some of the fjords were still blocked with ice and the temperature was hovering around 0-2C with snow showers. After a long, dark winter we were relishing some summer weather, not more winter. We started to second-guess our decision to head north. After all, when we’d arrived in Tromsø last fall, we hadn’t intended to travel any further north. We’d heard about Svalbard, but, thought it would be far beyond the capabilities of both us and our fibreglass boat. In addition, there seemed to be a high degree of regulation and bureaucracy involved as well.

This is an ice report from May 23. Most of the fjords are ‘fast ice’ with ‘drift ice’ all along the western coastline. Note the ‘?’ just north of the island at the bottom, this really instilled a lot of confidence!

After doing some more study and talking to others about it, it seemed that it would be ok to go in a fibreglass boat, as long as we stayed on the west coast of Spitsbergen, the main island, paid attention to the ice charts and didn’t put ourselves in any places where there was a good likelihood of being trapped by ice. The other caveat was to keep a good watch to avoid hitting any floating ice which would be quite likely to punch a good-sized hole in our hull. After reflecting on our crossing of the North Atlantic and North Sea last year, we thought sea conditions and the actual sailing couldn’t be much worse than we’d already experienced, so, we decided to head north. However, this decision came with a string attached, we promised ourselves we could go as long as it didn’t impede our decision to be somewhere warmer for next winter. This put a time constraint on our visit as we wanted to be entering Sweden and the Baltic around the beginning of August. To get north and back again required leaving Tromsø around mid-June.

The days dragged along and a week of grey skies came back to Tromsø adding to our dismal mood. Should we go, or, shouldn’t we, it was constantly on our minds. Finally, a weather window opened up, a whole week of sunshine and fair winds was forecast and we were off. A busy final few days ensued, closing up our affairs, doing last-minute provisioning and saying sad farewells to the good friends we had met over the winter. I had heard that constantly having to say goodbye is one of the hardest parts of cruising and that has proven to be the case for us as well. We departed on Thursday, June 9, to do a three day mini shakedown cruise prior to leaving the security of the mainland for the voyage north.

Leaving Tromsø gave us a fine view of the oil rig that had been towed in for repairs.

The warm, sunny weather arrived on schedule and we had a delightful three days cruising east to Skjervøy, the small town where Nansen’s ship Fram returned in 1896 after her polar circuit. The town has a stunning setting with a well-sheltered natural harbour surrounded by tall, snow-covered peaks. We thoroughly enjoyed sitting outside in the sunny cockpit for the first time this year, watching the fishing boats come and go. G casually waved at a fisherman in a nice-looking boat. Later, the fisherman came over to chat and brought us a gift of about two kilos of freshly caught shrimp! Fresh shrimp (‘ferske reker’) are sold off the back of fishing boats all over Norway and are usually consumed with a mayonnaise-like dressing for dipping. To be honest, I’m sounding ungrateful, but, as much as we appreciated the gift, we didn’t appreciate all the head, leg and tail peeling prior to eating. Also, the shrimp are cooked on the boat already and we found them way too salty, they must have been cooked in salt water. Anyway, it was a lovely gesture and much-appreciated, in spite of our squeamishness.

After visiting Skjervøy, we made a short side-trip to the Jokelfjord glacier, the only remaining glacier in mainland Europe to calve into the sea. We experienced our first taste of sailing with ice in the water here, it was exciting at the time but proved rather tame with what was to come later.

Jokelfjord glacier

We made our final preparations for sea and left the mainland on Sunday, June 12 to head north out into the Norwegian Sea. Almost immediately, all the bad memories of our North Atlantic crossing came back with a vengeance. First, our choice of exit point could have been better. We exited through an area of the coastline known to have potential for severe wind over current turbulence. The last remaining vestiges of the North American Gulf Stream run along the north coast of Norway, known as the Norwegian Current in this location. There had been a near gale the night before and although the wind was now only about twenty knots, the sea was still very confused. We were getting thrown around in what can only be described as what it must feel like to be in a washing machine. We know it’s bad when the crockery starts breaking and we lost a souvenir coffee mug we’d only just purchased. We tried sailing until the wind eventually died, we tried motoring, that was worse. In the end, we basically just hung on as we pounded into the head seas. Then, things started to fail. We went to put the Monitor windvane air paddle on and the handle broke off and fell into the sea. The Windex monitor at the top of the mast broke in half and fell off. G noticed the new bilge pump seemed to be on all the time. He didn’t want it to burn out, so, he turned it off. Within ten minutes the bilge was full and there was water over the cabin sole (and over our newly installed propane gas monitor sensor). We madly started hand-bailing into the galley sinks and pumping it overboard from there. Once we’d cleared the water, it didn’t come back. We can’t figure this out. We thought originally it was being caused by excessive wave action over the bow and maybe coming in through the hawse pipes and/or chain locker somehow, but, there is just nowhere for it to get in. A clue from this recurrence was that it seems to stop when we slow the boat down and lessen the amount of heel. So, now we think it might be some kind of back-siphon via a through-hull, but, we’re not sure where or how. This is a mystery that may never get solved. At least having experienced it once before, this time didn’t induce quite the same level of panic as the first time!

Next was the near collision with a freighter. At ten minutes to CPA (closest point of approach), I called the other boat to find out their intentions for passing. The first words I spoke on the VHF blew a fuse and the radio went dead! After a mad scrabble through the ditch bag, I pulled out the handheld VHF and made contact to ask whether he was planning to pass us ahead or astern. He said ‘ahead’ and then added ‘I think’, very confidence-inspiring. It was ahead, but, so close we could almost see the whites of his eyes on the bridge. We have never passed so close to a boat before. Normally, we try and stay out of their way and would have taken evading action much earlier, but, in the severe waves we were in, we were afraid of a broach, or, a knockdown and as we were the stand-on boat, thought it better to maintain our course and speed and let him make the minor adjustment required to pass astern of us. At this point, we had one of those moments where you question ‘why am I doing this’ and almost turned back.

By the next day, the waves had reduced in size by ½ and were generally now all coming from the same direction. We were far enough offshore to be away from the confused seas and all the local shipping. What a relief. It was grey, cloudy and cool, but, we had winds from just the right direction and we sailed for almost three days, on the rhumb line, between 5-6 knots without having to touch the sails, or, the windvane, the entire time. We made the best day’s mileage ever and it was great. More of the same please! The skies cleared off just enough for us to spot Bjørnøya (Bear Island) on the way. This is a bird sanctuary island located conveniently ½ way to Spitsbergen. We had originally planned to stop here, but, due to the uncertainty surrounding the location of the pack ice to the east, we thought it was better to stay well west and we passed it about thirty-five miles off. We were unable to see Sørkapp (South Cape) on Spitsbergen due to poor visibility. When land finally hove into view, it was a most peculiar sight with a low, horizontal band of cloud cutting off the tops of the mountains from the mid-way point, but, with the light underneath the clouds somehow still glowing and reflecting off the bands of snow cover.

first view of Spitsbergen

At this point, our favourable wind started to fail and we were into the ‘normal’ wind pattern for Svalbard at this time of year, light and variable. We fiddled about with the sails a bit, then, decided to start the motor and get into Longyearbyen, the main town and administrative centre for Svalbard.

Svalbard is located at the junction of three seas: the Greenland Sea, Norwegian Sea and Barents Sea. It is an island archipelago and is the nearest it is possible to sail to the North Pole, just 600M further north from its north coast. 60% of it is glacier and only 6-7% can support any plant life due to permafrost. In 1920, sovereignty over Svalbard was granted to Norway and Norwegian law is followed. However, Svalbard has its own Governor (Sysselman) and is a duty-free area. The year-round population is approximately 3,000 with about ½ being Norwegian, the other ½ are Russian/Ukrainian. Russia still has mining interests and the town (one of only three) of Barentsburg is almost totally Russian in population.

The town of Longyearbyen, the main settlement, is quite industrial-looking and has the character of a frontier town. All the buildings are on stilts, due to the permafrost. The people are a varied mix: tourists, scientists, students, mine workers and a few frontiersman, who were easily identifiable with their weatherbeaten faces and heavy outdoor clothing. A number of people were walking around with rifles over their shoulders. It’s not required in Longyearbyen, but, everywhere else it is a requirement to carry a rifle, due to the polar bear risk. This includes yachtsmen and we thought we’d have to rent a rifle for our visit. We were reluctant to do this and as we were only staying a week, the easiest solution was to just not go ashore and hope that bears don’t climb onto sailboats.

As it was, we didn’t see any polar bears although many other boats did see a number of mothers and cubs. Those boats, though, were either larger and/or made of steel/aluminium and therefore able to go to areas where there was still ice where most of the bears live. A couple of other boats had close encounters with whales. We saw quite a few spouting off in the distance, but, didn’t have any close encounters, maybe a good thing. It was still a thrill to hear them breathing and sense their massive presence nearby.

photo courtesy of Rudi Caeyers . We didn’t see any bears, but, G’s friend Rudi shot this photo just a couple of weeks ago. For more of his great photos, see www.rudicaeyers.com

The wildlife highlight for us was seeing walrus in their natural habitat. The walrus colony at Poolepynten can easily be seen from a boat. We approached the shore carefully and there they were. Huge mountains of flesh piled up together in a large, brown heap. Many were on their backs with their tusks in the air. We got close enough to smell them, very fishy and they barely seemed aware of our presence. A couple of them were in the water feeding. We watched one giant lumber down to the beachfront via his jiggling flesh, what an effort. Once in the water though, he was very graceful despite his size and shape.

the walrus colony at Poolepynten

the walrus colony at Poolepynten

On arrival in Longyearbyen, the weather had been grey and cool. As we started our week’s cruise north to Magdalenfjord, the weather changed to an unbelievable stretch of sunny, warm, cloudless weather. The air temperature was only 4-7C, but, the warm sun made up for it. We were able to just wear light jackets and forego the long underwear for a while. All our worries about having no heat on the boat while sailing, or, at anchor went away. We have a heater while motoring and as the high pressure that brought sunny skies also brought a lack of wind, we motored a lot and were quite toasty.

Cruising to Magdalenfjord took us as far north as latitude 79 degrees and 34 minutes. It was hard to imagine we were just 626 miles from the North Pole at this point. We were also less than fifty miles from the permanent ice cap where the sailing stops rather abruptly. The last sunny day, of our run of five, was when we sailed into Magdalenfjord. It was about 11 p.m. and we were just heading into the anchorage. The sea was absolutely flat with that oily motion it gets in a calm. The sun was still high in the sky. There was a very light mist in the air reflecting a brilliant white light from the sun. The sea was like molten gold on which we were floating with a gentle motion. I now know where the term ‘white night’ comes from and it is an image not soon forgotten.

Here’s proof, just 626 miles from the North Pole!

In the morning we had a surprise to see that another boat had come into the anchorage during the night. It was more of a surprise that we knew the boat and its captain. It was ‘Ulla Rinman’ from Tromsø, a converted lifeboat that now takes charter guests on Arctic adventures. G had met Geir, the captain, in Tromsø over the winter and had helped him move the boat across town. We chatted with him on VHF prior to departure.

‘Ulla Rinman’ at Magdalenfjord

The scenery throughout the cruise was spectacular. The Arctic mountain landscape doesn’t have the verdant green forests and turquoise-tinged glacial lakes of mountain ranges to the south. However, it is still beautiful in its own way. The basic elements are water, rock, ice, snow and sky and the beauty comes with the interplay of light and shade on the various surfaces. The terrain is almost totally vertical. Each valley seemed to have a glacier in it, many calving directly into the sea.

Our first anchorage at Trygghamna, near Longyearbyen

 An exception to the rule of a barren landscape were these beautiful Arctic flowers seen an Ny Ålesund.

Sea cave near Blomstrandhamna, we saw people go right into this cave in a dinghy.

 It was easy to get blasé about glaciers because there were so many, but, they were fascinating. At a number of anchorages, we were able to get quite close. Our favourite was at Dahlbebrukta. This anchorage looked marginal on the chart and we were nervous going in as there was quite a bit of large ice in the water. It was late, around 1:30 a.m. and we just wanted to get stopped, anchored and into our bunks. As we expected, there were a few bumps on the hull in the night from ice hitting us. We awoke to what sounded like pouring rain, but, the brilliant sunshine coming through the portlights showed that was impossible. What on earth could it be? Emerging into the cockpit we soon saw that a large berg must have calved in the night and the bay was now filled with splinters of it all around us. I’d heard that glacial ice makes a popping noise in the water, but, this was incredible. It sounded like the sea was alive with the snap, crackle and pop of the air coming out of the ice. It was very weird and exciting at the same time. There was a lot of glacial ‘blue ice’ (the very dense older ice) in the water as well, very scenic.

Dahlbrebukta glacier. This photo was taken at midnight!

One of the beautiful bergs at Dahlbrebukta

Waggonbreem glacier at Magdalenfjord

Another interesting stop was to the smallest of the three settlements on Spitsbergen, Ny Ålesund. It’s a research station with about 25 year-round residents. In the summer, about 200 scientists and students come to do research from all over the world. China, Korea, France, Germany, India and of course, Norway, all have research stations here. The Poles also have a large presence on Spitsbergen, but, their research station is based in the south of the island. Ny Ålesund is the place where Amundsen launched his airship, ‘Norge’, on its historic crossing of the Arctic in the 1920’s. The tower used to tether Norge still stands.

World’s most northerly post office at Ny Ålesund.

mini-train used at Ny Ålesund for coal transport

After completing our cruise, we are now back in Longyearbyen for a couple of days. We are getting caught up with showers, laundry, diesel, water etc. and will be provisioning for our voyage south. We expect to leave by July 1, be at sea for about three weeks, travel about 1200 miles and hope to make landfall in South Norway, somewhere south of Bergen.

Black Sheep II at the dock in Ny Ålesund

CRUISING NOTES
For the sailors reading this, our trip to Svalbard was a great success and highly recommended, if travel in the northern latitudes appeals to you. Any well-found boat with an experienced crew should be able to make the trip to the west coast of Spitsbergen, with the right weather and ice conditions. High pressure, when it arrives, tends to remain stationary and the weather settled, more so than in latitudes further south. The winds tend to be light and variable, so, expect to motor and purchase a lot of diesel. Northbound progress up Spitsbergen may be slow as the prevailing winds are usually from the north.

Navigation aids are few and far between. The only real navigational challenge is the ice potential and one tricky bit of navigation in the strait between Spitsbergen and Prins Karls Forland (island), Forlandsrevet, where there is a 0.5m narrows with 3meter depth. We never did identify the transit for getting through here (lining up a point with a rock buttress) as there was cloud hanging over the mountain tops both when we were northbound and southbound. Our CMAP electronic charts seemed to be accurate and our chartplotter got us through easily with no problems.

A permit is required from the Governor’s office to visit Svalbard, SAR insurance is required, landing fees must be paid and a rifle rented, if you are going ashore. Although it sounds onerous, the whole process was basically effortless, just filling out the application form with proof of insurance and sending it in. Our insurance broker was able to provide the SAR insurance for only an additional $100 on our premium. When we were out cruising, we twice met RIBs with Sysselman officials aboard and they knew our names and that we were on the approved ‘list’, so, make sure your paperwork is in order before arriving.

Postscript: We had an email from Mark and Jane, who stayed in Svalbard for a few weeks after we left at the end of June. Apparently, there was an ‘ice event’ in July where ice was swept into Longyearbyen harbour and filled it overnight. Even cruise ships were unable to enter the harbour. The dock we were tied up to, along with the boats attached to it, was broken away and pushed down the shoreline with damage to the boats. I’m really glad we missed that!

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Celebrations and Preparations

In Norway, May 17 is Grunnlovsdag (National Day). It is a highly anticipated and widely enjoyed holiday event, a day to wave the flag and celebrate Norway’s national heritage.

Across Norway, it’s a day of parades and music. In the Tromsø official parade, it seemed like every school in town participated in the march as well as various bands and other town groups.

Banner of one of the school groups in the parade.

Lots of colour and flags on display.

There aren’t any ‘floats’ as such, but, the highlight is that almost all of the marchers are wearing Norwegian traditional dress. Actually, just about everybody, whether in a parade or not, had it on. It’s the one day when all age groups, men, women and children dress up in their traditional finery. The outfits are beautifully made, consisting of long skirts for the women with some combination of an apron, petticoat, cape and/or bonnet. The men are in fitted waistcoats, jodhpurs, leggings and hats. Both men and women wear plain black shoes with large, square, silver buckles. I’m not sure of the origin or meaning of the designs, but, they seemed to hint at eighteenth century origin although I could be wrong. The fabrics range from very fine wool to silk. The women’s clothes are beautifully embroidered, often with a matching purse. The colour range is limited with blue, green and brown/black being the most common.

A couple in Norwegian traditional dress.

Girls in Norwegian traditional dress.

It really was a lovely sight and it seems to mean a lot to the Norwegians. The traditional dress is sometimes also worn to church and often at weddings as well.

Sami (aboriginal people) traditional dress.

Unofficial parades continued throughout the day and everybody gathered in the pedestrian mall downtown to chat and listen to the music from the outdoor stage. It was a very cold day with a brisk wind, but, that didn’t seem to impede the crowd’s enjoyment of the events.

One of the guest parade groups in town was the Russian Navy band and we saw them, in their sailor suits and brass button finery, around town for a few days before the event. They were a very pasty-looking bunch, with bad skin, as if they’d been confined to a submarine for a few months, maybe they had been!

Another parade participant was a large group of teenagers all wearing red bib overalls. The overall’s bib was a Norwegian flag, strategically draped down over their lap. Down the side of one leg, in large white letters, was the label ‘Russ 2011’. They were running through the parade, holding hands, blowing whistles and just generally acting like teenagers. We’d actually been seeing these overalls around town for a few weeks prior to the event and wondered at their significance. It turned out that the teens wearing them are this year’s graduating ‘high school’ class. Instead of signing yearbooks for each other, they write messages on the pants and I guess they are then kept as a souvenir, kind of a nice tradition.

A pair of ‘high school’ graduation overalls.

Contributing to everyone’s high spirits in May has been the arrival of the ‘midnight sun’. It is now daylight all the time! To be honest, we haven’t really noticed it that much as we are both good sleepers and haven’t needed to black out our portholes or anything to get to sleep. It is interesting though, to wake at 2-3 a.m. and see a blue sky. Conversely, it seems weird to be going to bed with the sun shining. It will be like this now for two months. We are really looking forward to not having any night sailing for our upcoming voyages. Speaking of which, if all goes according to plan, this will probably be our last post from Tromsø. Our preparations are well under way and we hope to leave here the week of June 6 for a local cruise and then, if the ice permits, we will leave for Svalbard hopefully the week of June 13, or, 20th.

We’ve been getting first-hand Svalbard ice reports from G’s Belgian photographer friend, Rudy, who’s there on a polar research vessel right now. A number of the fjords are still completely blocked with pack ice and they were unable to get to shore at one of the weather stations due to the ice. So, it’s still way too early for us to consider heading north. Svalbard is about six hundred miles north from where we are now and the temperatures are also lagging behind. It’s averaging between 3-12 degrees C here and we did have snow showers yesterday (27th). In Svalbard, it’s still hovering around zero and just below, with snow showers quite often. We’ve been thinking ahead to our reward of warmer temperatures in the Mediterranean where we hope to be at the end of this year. We were planning for Barcelona, but, there’s been a bit of a glitch with the marina we were hoping to get into, so, now we are thinking about maybe just staying in the south of France instead. More on this later, but, right now, we’re still heading for the Med in that general area.

Boat preparations have been going reasonably well. At the beginning of May, A made a quick trip to Miami to pick up our new mainsail, Strong Track track system and a set of lazyjacks. You might be wondering why I would go in person rather than just ship it when there are such good international courier services. Well, there are a lot of reasons, but, the biggest is that we didn’t want the shipment to get stuck in Oslo customs for weeks while we stressed about our departure date. It felt better to be in control of the situation and hand-carry the goods. ‘Hand-carry’ is a bit of a misnomer though, as the sail weighed 60 lbs. and came in a very long, very big box. The sail track and full battens for the sail were coiled up inside another very large, octagonal-shaped box. I also had a small backpack with my personal luggage. It was lots of ‘fun’ getting from rental car, rental car shuttle bus, to a Miami departure gate, deplane at Heathrow (with the boxes), take a bus (and the boxes) to Gatwick, check-in the boxes for Oslo, then, get the boxes off at Oslo, check them in again for the plane to Tromsø and then by taxi to the boat. Actually, it wasn’t as bad as it sounded although it was a relief to get back. It was in the 90’s in Miami which was great for about ten minutes, then, I was wishing for cooler temperatures again. The overweight/oversize fees charged by Delta were exorbitant. I really hate flying now, sailing is a much better way to go!

The good news is that everything fitted and the track and sail went on without a hitch. The lazyjacks (a system of ropes used to catch the mainsail when lowering it) are a different story. We’re now on day three of fiddling with them to get the right layout and have made Swiss cheese of our mast and boom in the process. G has to go up the mast again tomorrow to hopefully do the final fitting for them.

G up the mast fixing our roller furling and installing ‘lazyjacks’.

One of the tasks on our list was to do a capacity test on our batteries. We had problems with them last year as they didn’t seem to be holding a charge very well and we found that even running a few instruments while sailing was a problem. We installed our new Xantrex LinkLite battery monitor first, to replace its dead predecessor, and then ran some tests. Unfortunately, our worst fears were realized and we definitely need new batteries. The boat budget has already been well and truly blown for this year, so, we are going to try and mollycoddle them along although it will probably mean we will have to charge at least twice a day while sailing. As long as our generator continues to work, this won’t be too bad as it is very miserly on diesel usage. Also, due to the twenty-four daylight, we won’t need to have any running lights showing at night which will help. However, a close eye will constantly need to be kept on them to prevent unwanted problems.

It hasn’t been all boat work and no play though. This month, we had our very first boat guest, Selka the dog, for four days and we enjoyed her company very much.

Selka, our first boat guest.

Selka’s owners wanted to go to Oslo to visit family for the long holiday weekend. Celia, my friend, is the usual dogsitter but couldn’t take her as she was going to Amsterdam. We were happy to step in. She is a very placid dog and took to the boat unbelievably well. By the third day she was going up and down the companionway by herself with just a little support. Think of a dog climbing a ladder as that is essentially what she was doing. She also got on/off the boat by herself as well. An added bonus is that she came with a car. The weather cooperated and we took her off with us on two short road trips. One, to Kvaløya (Whale Island). The island has an incredibly varied terrain, from the beautiful little harbour of Sommarøy, where the clear blue water and white sand reminded us a bit of Bermuda, to mountains on the interior where we saw lots of Norwegians out ‘top-touring’, in the brilliant sunshine, on the remaining snow on the peaks. We were also thrilled to see our first wild reindeer.

Reindeer on Kvaløya.

The next day we headed out to the Lyngenfjord area. This area is often called the ‘Lyngen Alps’ as the jagged peaks are reminiscent of the Swiss Alps. It was also a lovely day out with lots of views of mountains and cascading spring waterfalls. It was a real treat to have the use of the car.

For next month’s entry, I hope to be posting from Svalbard. I’m not sure if we’ll be able to access the internet from there and depending on our departure date, I may not be able to post on the first of the month as usual, although I’ll try to do it as close to that date as I possibly can.

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