Wednesday, November 9, 2011

Day 3 (altough not the real DAY 3): We are at sea!

We are at sea!!  And thanks to bouncing signals off a couple satellites, transmitter antennas, three penguins, and an insane charge rate of $50 per 30MB we have internet access!  This is a relief as I wouldn't know where else to spend this pent up blogging humor.  

Speaking of humor, I really enjoy confusing readers by referring to days.  As it turns out, my use of Day 2, Day 3, etc. has nothing to do with the countdown clock for skiing the 7 continents in 10 days.  I was primarily showing off my math ability via counting the days and secondarily too lazy to come up with something more catchy.  The actual ski710 clock begins November 17 or 18.

The ship seems barely adequate for a ski trip.  For example, the turn down service put only ONE tiny mint chocolate candy on my pillow.  And our waiter at dinner forgot to explain we had a choice for our fifth course of either strawberry shortcake OR homemade icecream; NOT both.  I am not sure how much longer we can take this.  

 The trip out of the Beagle Canal features smooth waters that are lined with mountains and moraines that emerge from the sea on either side.  The canal is named after the HMS Beagle, the scientific exploration vessel on which Charles Darwin completed his famous voyage.  Apparently the Beagle took three natives of the region back to England with it in an attempt to civilize them.  One native got really homesick and wanted to return as soon as possible, one fully embraced the British culture completely by insisting he get the latest 1800's fashions to show them off to his native buddies, and the person telling the sotry didn't know what happened to the third (the story would come off waaaay better if he said they only took two back).  We also learned today that Pategonia, the mountainous region of southern South America, is named after a Portuguese reference to the big feet the natives were purported to have.  It turns out, according to the person telling me this story, that their feet looked big because of the footware they used, although that story didn't explain why they had big footware.

We concluded the evening talking with Chris Davenport, and accomplished skier, racer, mountaineer, Olympian, and summer camper (he went to the same small summer camp in Maine as Winston!).  It's good having talent such as that on the trip in order to make the rest of us look like much crappier skiers.

Anyhow, it's getting late.  Apparently by morning we reach open seas in which the boat really starts rocking.  We are expecting 15-18 foot sees with a 30 knot tailwind.  Although I've spent two weeks on a boat before in the Bahamas (for work!), I applied a motion sickness patch and hope it kicks in before I wake in the morning.


1 comment:

  1. I skied with Chris this summer in Chile! Small skiing world!