Ryan's Journal

"My life amounts to no more than one drop in a limitless ocean. Yet what is any ocean, but a multitude of drops?" — David Mitchell

Burbank, California

Posted at 9:15 pm, September 9th, 2004

I found a trip log from a previous trip to South Georgia aboard the Golden Fleece. It’s a fairly crazy tale, here’s a sample:

South Georgia (11/6/01) Hey this is Doug Stoup live from the island of South Georgia for IceAxe TV… We’re now positioned in Drygalsky Fjord — a beautiful fjord… there’s 3000 foot walls right out of the water… right now, there’s an overcast sky. The barometer dropped 4.7 millibars…that is the most I’ve ever seen it. It’s not a good sign; it could mean either high winds or a storm coming…the temperature’s 45- degrees and I just got a 45-knot gust of wind that about blew me off the boat…

South Georgia (11/7/01) We’ve been up for about 17 hours straight, trying to battle 80 mile-per-hour winds in the boat, The Golden Fleece. Jerome has been an amazing captain, staying up the whole time, trying to keep the boat into the wind…in the fjord…We’re now positioned at Larsen Bay, around the corner from Drygalski Fjord… 80 mile-per-hour gusts have been coming up and down the fjord…currently a low-pressure over us right now and we have five to eight inches of snow on the boat itself and minimal visibility — so we’re just sort of hunkering down and waiting for the weather to break…

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