Blog 236  Day 6/21 Sunday August 9th at sea en route for Isafjordur, Iceland.

Steps 7,612 (Target 7,500)

14.22 hrs in Sir Samuel’s, for a coffee after lunch.

The sun is making more frequent appearances as we steam ever northwest towards Iceland, not quite inside the Arctic Circle.   I checked in the “souvenir shop” for any  Cunard items commemorating Wednesday’s total eclipse of the sun. Why am I not surprised. Not a thing.  It was the same for the Sail4th250 voyage, although all passengers on that occasion were issued with a nicely badged tote bag with the official logo, and a carboard hat for this unique event. See Blogs 204 – 229 for my account of this unique and phenomenal event.  If any unobtrusive but fairly obvious cut backs are being practiced, I suspect the unexpected hike in fuel prices may be to blame.  There are subtle changes to the present itinerary, meaning less time in Reykjavik. This allows more time at sea to New York, thus saving on fuel costs as I guess that we shall cross at a slower speed. 

At his noon-day address, Captain Tomas Connery announced that since leaving Skjolden, we had sailed 302 nautical miles with over 900 to steam before anchoring at Isafjordour. 

I can’t say that I have made the most of today. I missed the church service, but did enjoy just wandering around the ship and meeting new passengers at lunch and afternoon tea.

I changed into my “finery”  for this evening’s unusually non-themed Gala Night before seeing most of the movie,  “I Swear,”  about a Scottish boy growing up with and developing a nationwide, perhaps global awareness of tourette syndrome.  This was shown in Illuminations which makes a brilliant cinema.  A very poignent movie which caused me to forget that I was on board ship for the duration of the film.

Dinner was most enjoyable, with Michael, back with us, in full clergy attire.

Afterwards, I joined Richard and Diane in the Carinthia Lounge where Amethyst were performing among other things, Dire Straits covers. 

I didn’t see many photographic opportunities today. So, here are a few from the last two days.

Olden
Enhanced view from the summit of Mount Hoven
A,more general view, with QM2 only just visible.  In reality, our ship was easy to spot, even if it looked minute from up here.
This horse-shoe sculpture represents a Norwegian legend “The Hoof,” “Hoven” after which the mountain is named is the Norwegian translation of “Hoof.”
More views from the summit of Mount Hoven
The “author” (that’s me, David!)  poses at Skjolden.
It needed a,substantial walk into Skjolden to achieve an uninterrupted view of the ship.
No mistaking which country you are in!
Three views of Sognefjord as we departed for Isafjordur where we would arrive three days later.
It didn’t matter that the weather was dull.  The low clouds and grey skies make for remarkable dramatic scenery on Sognefjord.  I first came across the Norwegian fjords during my first foreign travels with Mum and Dad in 1962 at age 13.  64 years later does not diminish the excitement of travelling through these fabulous fjords, now for a third time.
The End.  Night time on Sognefjord.
Chart Room 10/8/26

Many thanks for reading, David, 0104 hrs Chart Room, Deck 3.

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