January 16 - Cape Horn
Cape Horn, the southern most tip of South America. I am excited to have made it here, however disappointed that it was the calmest the Captain "had ever seen". Again I was expecting some severe weather and heavy seas. Oh well, I guess I should count my blessings.
Pictures of Cape Horn
Arriving
We picked up a Chilean pilot to take us through the Strait of Magellan. They transferred him from the Navy ship to ours via a RIB. I wouldn't want to fall off into those cold waters. The splash alone has got to be cold! Then the Navy ship was on its way.
Captain Stig then asked for a moment of silence and read this poem;
I am the albatross that waits for you at the end of the
world.
I am the forgotten souls of the dead mariners who passed Cape
Horn from all the oceans of the earth.
But they did not die in the furious waves.
Today they sail on my wings toward eternity, in the last crack
of Antarctic winds
Saying Good-Bye
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