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Friday, March 12, 2010

March 12th - Day 13

March 12th - Day 13

S 54 01.214 and W 37 34.631

Craigie Point

Although I had a relatively good forecast apart from the SW 35knots building by 3pm, today ended up being the most uncomfortable and creepy morning on the water yet.
Woke to calm conditions but heavy snow had fallen over night and it was still falling as I packed up camp around 5.30am
After meeting up briefly with Northanger I set out, rounded Cape Buller in near white out conditons. Chubby snowflakes fell generously and it all seemed aa rather tranquil beginning.
It didn't take long for the gentle head wind to pick up, carrying with it snow driving into my eyes and stinging them. I had to paddle with my eyes half shut and my head down. Sunglasses didn't do the trick, they made me paddle more blind than without.
It was a rugged section of coastline, boomers and erractics caused swell to spontaneliously explode over these hidden rocks, at times I felt like I was paddling through a mine field and with the low visiability it made for more of a challenge.
There were few places to land, and if there was a beach, it was steep and surf beaten.
Soon squalls started to hit along with the snow blizzards, and the dark grey sea and skies limited my visability even further and simply gave me the willies.
I was aiming for Right whale Bay where Northanger would be at anchor but suddenly the squalls became more frequent.
SW wind had already started to produce itself and along with that comes the katabatics doing their lethal dance out from the bays and valleys.
I noticed a small pocket beach with little swell and thought best I get off the water, now that an opportunity has produced itself.
Once turning into the bay severe winds hit me as though I simply paddled into a wall. Will I even be able to make it to shore I questioned. The thought of not made me paddle vigorously.
Once close enough, the best part of the beach was taken up with adult male Fur seals sparring with eachother, I chose the more exposed but less of a hassle section.
The challenge continued as I tried to set up my tent in this now full-on breeze, with the coldest hands I think I've ever had.
I crawled into my pole-less tent carrying big river boulders and eventually was able to erect the tent, poles an all without it taking off in flight. I will be sleeping with my buddy boulders tonight.
Once in my sleeping bag, food in my belly and luke warm hot choccy in my hands I found some comfort. At this point I did question for the first time on this journey "Why on earth do I chose to put myself through this bloody uncomfortable and a little creepy style of adventure"
I sudden urge for domestication flooded my thoughts. All I wanted to do was make a roast dinner, dig a little in the garden and ready my book near a warm and cosy wood stove..
Ahh but it was a gorgeous part of the island I saw today (in the seconds it was clear enough to see)... despite the relentless wind and the chill it carries....I still am addicted to South Georgia.


Anonymous said...

Take a walk on the wild side... boum bo boum...

Peggy O said...

The cold, scary, triumphant moments help us to appreciate the peace and sustenance of warm choccy and roast dinners.

I stopped to visit my 94 year old father tonight and was telling him about your adventure. Someone else came up and I stopped, and she said "keep telling me about this adventure." Your story is inspiring people you will never know.

Stay wise, stay safe, and enjoy and learn from every minute you have there. Who knows whether you'll be back and/or whether your kayaking sister or brother will carry the torch next. No matter what, many of us will share your adventure.

Anonymous said...

Keep as warm and be as safe as a right royal queen bee matie peeps. We are all loving you MASSIVE Hayley Whaley kissed the boys and made them smile... like the first time we paddled with Orca! ;-D
A BIG day for us in little old Taupo today. Rachies pregnant again! YAY Partay celebrate gOOd times COMEON! All the family are well and loving life in the less being more way.
Made contact with a dear friend in London who told us his brother is dying of a brain tumor. OUCH! Finding it pretty tough to deal with. DEFINITELY a top reason to make the most of every heartbeat.
MASSES HUGS KISSES + WARMEST SNUGGLES to you from all of us downunder. xOOx RnRnTJnBUMP

Kerry said...

Listening to your inner voice shows how strong your character really is. You have accomplihed more than anyone else has a right to!Stay warm, come home and make your film. I will be anxiously awaiting the finished product. Love you.

Anonymous said...

If you will ever pas through NYC, herewith you are invited to a huge roast dinner with home brewed beer!


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