“Why did that boat just turn around?”
Thats what we asked ourselves when the power boat ahead of us did an abrupt 180 degree turn when it entered John Hopkins Inlet. They must have decided that the way forward was too risky and turned around. A field of ice stretched out before us, many of the chunks easily weighing more than Zephyr. We told each other we would turn back when we could no longer see a safe passage through the maze. For the next hour Eric carefully navigated us through the ice, sometimes glancing or strategically straddling an iceberg to get us to clearer waters. “Just the tip of the iceberg” - glancing even what looks like a cocktail sized piece of ice can produce a dramatically louder effect than what you might expect.
At this point we were one of two things - either very brave or very dumb. Maybe a little of both. But it’s too beautiful not to keep going..
On adventures like these, we’re thankful to have a solid fiberglass hull :)