First night on the ship was spent at the dock. That morning we got underway and headed east down the Magellan straight.
We turned the corner into the South Atlantic and continued to follow Terra Del Fuego island south.
That night it was a bit bumpy and just after midnight an alarm went off very briefly, just enough to question whether it was a dream or not. Then someone banged on the door and told my roommate and me that this was not a drill, grab your immersion suit and life jacket we were taking on water somewhere.
So I jumped out of bed put my big red on grabbed my suit and life jacket and when to the muster station assuming the worst. But it ended up being a burst pipe had flooded the laundry room which the crew fixed quickly and we were all allowed to go back to sleep. So much excitement for the first night at sea.
We turned the corner into the Drake on the afternoon of the second day and left land behind for the next two days. Lots of albatross and petrels flying around the boat. The seas got noticeably rougher when we entered the Drake passage.
The Gould is built to be able to pass through ice safety. So this means it has a shallow draft and sails like a cork. It bobs and swishes through the swells and even with less than 10 foot swells it's pretty much impossible to do anything without holding on with one hand. Everyone says this has been an easy passage so far, it's the "Drake lake" this time around they say. Well, it's still pretty uncomfortably rocky/swirly so I can't imagine rough seas in this ships wonky ride.
We turned the corner into the South Atlantic and continued to follow Terra Del Fuego island south.
That night it was a bit bumpy and just after midnight an alarm went off very briefly, just enough to question whether it was a dream or not. Then someone banged on the door and told my roommate and me that this was not a drill, grab your immersion suit and life jacket we were taking on water somewhere.
So I jumped out of bed put my big red on grabbed my suit and life jacket and when to the muster station assuming the worst. But it ended up being a burst pipe had flooded the laundry room which the crew fixed quickly and we were all allowed to go back to sleep. So much excitement for the first night at sea.
We turned the corner into the Drake on the afternoon of the second day and left land behind for the next two days. Lots of albatross and petrels flying around the boat. The seas got noticeably rougher when we entered the Drake passage.
The Gould is built to be able to pass through ice safety. So this means it has a shallow draft and sails like a cork. It bobs and swishes through the swells and even with less than 10 foot swells it's pretty much impossible to do anything without holding on with one hand. Everyone says this has been an easy passage so far, it's the "Drake lake" this time around they say. Well, it's still pretty uncomfortably rocky/swirly so I can't imagine rough seas in this ships wonky ride.
