It is midnight. The sun does not set tonight. Fiona is at 70 degrees north [latitude]. More than twenty icebergs are in sight. More keep popping up on the horizon. CAVU, though, so we are blessed. I do not like motoring through the icebergs with only the radar as a lookout.
It is 40F (again). The seawater temperature is down to 48F.
2:00AM: 'Bergs and growlers in sight all watch.
7:07AM: A smoke alarm goes off. I wake up Eric. It's odd that both Joe and Eric sleep through, not only the smoke, but the loud smoke alarm bell. A hose clamp on the diesel's exhaust has disintegrated. With the engine shut down we drift an hour while the clamp is replaced.
6:00PM: Today I started feeling better. A combination of no sea legs and the lousy feeling of insipid seasickness made for some rough going. But, this afternoon, even though the chop kicked up a bit, I feel fine. With Eric as instructor, I worked on learning celestial navigation today. I took my first sun shot yesterday and the second today. I cleaned up a bit, too, today. Being a bit cleaner does wonders for my morale.
-entry from Russ Roberts' journal
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