Day 8…still en route to Bermuda.

The promise of calmer waters and warmer climes have yet to materialise. It is still spectacularly turbulent out there, as much as at any time since leaving Southampton a week ago. Actually, yesterday had become less turbulent and being outside was starting to be most pleasant. But, by late last night, we had entered another weather system. The early morning arrival at Hamilton, Bermuda had been rescheduled to 14.00 hrs (6pm back home!). However, a few moments ago, Captain Tomas Connery announced a revised arrival time at Hamilton, 09.00 (approximately) tomorrow, leaving at 15.30.By rights, my stateroom should have been noisy than ever, from the sound of unidentified ship’s equipment banging around somewhere down below. It was suggested that this might have been a loose fire door.Last night, retiring to bed after show time, the cabin swayed substantially up, down, and from side to side. Grip handles were not placed strategically, thus, maintaining my balance was a work of art! Where were the bangs, thuds and rattles on what was, by now, felt like the roughest night of the voyage? My “comment” seemed to have not only been noted, but acted upon. The only disturbance appeared to be that created by the ship contending with the ever turbulent sea conditions.While writing this morning, Captain Connery did indeed announce with appropriate regret that we would not be calling at Hamilton this afternoon. Just as I was about to tender an insurance claim for a missed port, he continued by announcing that we would be docking there tomorrow at around 09.00hrs, and leaving at 15.30hrs, still allowing enough time for an on-time arrival at Port Canaveral. It is astonishing how, when unexpectedly, an afternoon port of call is cancelled, how quickly alternative events and entertainments are put into place, rather like a well rehearsed “plan B.” However, I am content merely to watch from a floor to ceiling window in the Lido on Deck 9, the sea down below, undulating and grey, highlighted by an abundance of white froth and wind-blown spray. High winds prevent our being able to dock in Hamilton this afternoon.

Sea scape from the Lido.

We are moving rather slowly as we head for sheltered waters, from where access to the port of Hamilton tomorrow morning should be routine. The two pictures do not portray the turbulence below. We seem to meander between stormy conditions and slightly brighter and calmer weather.

We are still a long way from the highlights of South America!

Thanks for reading,

David.

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