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Greenland Tourism's Project Leif 2000
Date: August 27, 1998
Author: Hodding Carter
Lat/Lon: 58.36.9 N, 62.54 W
Location: Kangalasiorvik Island
Weather: Overcast, light south wind
Sightings: Minke 40 ft. from boat
Snorri expects visitors
Click on the images below to view enlargements
Hodding writes:
A minke whale swam 30 feet from the boat. I believe you heard from Homer yesterday
that we actually did some sailing and that we could have rowed to our anchorage just
as quickly - if there had been no wind. Even so, it was great to be sailing. Seeing
wind on the sparkling water was a beautiful sight.
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View from our anchorage. I think that's Rob's underwear drying between the shrouds. |
We decided to stay at our anchorage for the day and again tonight. We needed to
rest for a day, gather water, and wait for some visitors to show up - human visitors.
We haven't seen another human since leaving Greenland more than three weeks ago,
but tonight we are expecting Henry Webb, David Conover and Russell Kaye.
David is a producer from Camden, Maine, who is working on a documentary about our
voyage, and Russell is a photographer on assignment for a magazine. Russell was also
going to be a crew member until May of last year when he realized that it is a little
crazy to travel on an open Viking boat so far north. Henry is bringing them up in
his boat from Nain. In the Nain area, nearly everything is named Webb: Webb Bay,
Webb River, Webb Mountain.
We've been expecting them since noon, quite anxiously actually.... (Dean just burped
in my ear; he sounded like a race car revving its engine saying "Whoa, whoa.")
We're going to talk their ears off, I imagine. I think we're all looking forward
to it, although a few are acting cool, like they don't really care if we meet up
with them or not. Right.
I spoke with David on the single sideband radio today and I felt giddy even. I can't
imagine how much fun it's going to be to actually see our friends. It might even
equal taking a hot bath or hugging my wife.
Nah.
But, it will be great to see them. They ought to be here at 9:00 tonight.
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Ah, living off the land - tomorrow's blueberry breakfast. I keep eating all the ones I find. It's a good thing there are more generous spirits on board. |
I turned 36 yesterday. Rob gave me some chocolate and a psychedelic balloon. John
Abbott made killer blueberry pancakes and Erik wrote me a poem. The poem is wonderful,
but quite long. It ended: "I don't know much about this lad/But when he leaves
we'll all be sad/And if for nothing else we will recall/His mean bean and the way
he smells."
I've decided Erik is our Renaissance Man. He works with wood. He quotes philosophy.
He sails. He writes poetry. He cooks. He even gets seasick.
I wonder if we'll have any wind tomorrow?