- ► 2009 (28)
- Blue sky, sparkling sea and brilliant white bergs
- Sailing downwind for the first time. North to Jyet...
- The scenery just keeps hetting better and better
- Our Furthest North: 71 06N 25 39W
- A day ashore on Bear Island
- photos of and around Jyettes Havn
- Jyttes Havn panorama from above
- Shimshal's Deck Saloon
- Driving the wrong way down a motorway
- Idyllic anchorage but with a rock hard bottom -Har...
- Some fishermen are more successful than others
- Today Shimshal found her limits
- Even Further North - Sydkap 71 17N
- photos of the last 48 hours
- The lesser northern diver
- Rod and Denzil sounding the route into a new ancho...
- photos from the last 24 hours
- A Farewell to Scoresby Sound
- Heading South
- Fwd: Ocean Cruising
- Suited and booted for the brief Arctic night
- Henry Land
- Hard rocky bottoms
- A sad farewell
- They greeted us when we arrived and waved us goodb...
- Our last Greenland anchorage
- Anchorages in Scoresby Sound and Turner Island 201...
- Shimshal's good looks make her a minor celebrity i...
- "No Pressure" -a blog by Rod.
- Downhill to Reykjavik
- A gentle sail back to Reykjavik
- A link to a 15 minute slideshow of our summer crui...
- Drone photography
- Link to Google+ photo Album
- ▼ August (34)
Wednesday, 3 August 2016
Idyllic anchorage but with a rock hard bottom -Harefjord 70 57N 28 06W
We retreated and put out the dinghy and sounder to avoid a repeat but still managed to find some alarming shallows. Thin mud didn't give us the holding we needed but, at the third attempt, the anchor dug in hard. We then had to shorten the chain as we found yet more underwater granite within swinging range.
That drama is now over and we are enjoying a splendid sunny evening on the boat whilst Rod and Denzil wander around ashore. Mirror calm with red mountains in the evening sun and with the, now familiar, glistening icebergs casually littering the fjord around us. A seal kept a respectful distance as he swam around the bow of the boat and earlier we saw musk ox high on the hills as we approached. Every now and again an explosive crack punctuates the tranquil evening as an iceberg splits off another chunk of ice.
We are now about as remote as we can be tucked in Harefjord to the north west of Milneland a very long way (140 miles) from the open sea. Not the place to go aground!