Moored against rock

First thing we head out to the Arctic Char place and indeed there is a river and fishing nets in the water. Yann and I head out in the Dinghy, me pretty confident. After about 2 hours we return with no fish caught, not even a fish sighted. Ah well.

The good thing is that by now the sun has burned off the fog and we motor to a potentially exciting anchorage. I have heard that it should be possible there to moor against the rock with fenders. That sounds appealing. After about 2 hours we arrive, scan the anchorage and do find a rock face with dangling lines. We turn the nose into the wind and with fenders on the port side approach the wall. Slowly! Depth is around 9 meters when touching the wall - wow! Yann jumps on shore, climbs the rocks and hands lines to Jörg while I keep the boat in position with both engines. Exciting!

The weather is absolutely beautiful. As the temperature rises and the wind completely dies, mosquitos increasingly harass us.

Yann and I decide to hike a nearby mountain peak and as always are not disappointed. Thank God we have mosquito nets over our hats. The entire way we walk in a swarm of flies and mosquitos. About mid-way up we notice an Arctic Fox eying us from the distance. He produces bird-like, loud sounds that give him away. Why?? He keeps coming closer still eying us. What is his intention? Hungry? I figure he is locked on this small island of a few miles in diameter until the sea freezes over again next winter. Lonely and hungry?

When we arrive at the summit and sit down, an Arctic Hare, a rather large white rabbit joins company. Both of them are now curiously following us. A scene like from a fairy tale. Back on the boat we have a feisty dinner. With windows mostly closed because of the mosquitos outside, temperature inside is now at 24°C the effect of sun and lack of wind. Water in the bay is surprisingly warm at 9°C . Richard went free-diving and brought home some moules. How nice!Read more