Well we boarded our boat the “Mare Australis” and oh boy ,so different to our last eleven days at sea. We are in the minority now, the only two Aussies on board, the others mostly Europeans, and wow, this boat is getting up there towards the QE2. but still has a little way to go. We were much more at home on the Shokalskiy , we have had many laughs at watching “would be if they could be’s” trying to get on and off the zodiacs in their patent leather shoes and designer false fur coats. Poo and I are still wearing our yellow coats and rubber boots. At least Poo isn.t entertaining everybody with his jokes like he was last week as there ain’t many speaking English.
We sailed round Cape Horn and then made our landing at the bottom of the cliffs. A hundred and sixty steps to the top to view the lighthouse, the chapel and the memorial built to remember all the sailors who have not made it round this treacherous coastline.
As I stood and looked out to sea, I remembered as a young child, my grandfather telling me of how rough the passage was as he sailed round as a teenager when he left England to make a new life downunder.
Our first view of Cape Horn this morning, you can just see the lighthouse and flag
We made it to “Cape Horn” Cabo De Hornos
A view of the lighthouse, one Chilean Naval Officer and family spend twelve months living here, but no doubt for eight months of the year, they would see more visitors than if they lived in suburbia.
The Albatross Memorial in memory of the sailors who have lost their lives here
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