Today,
no one
on board had the right to use common retort “it
is not the end of the world”
because on February 28, 2013, the Carnival
Splendor
reached this very location – Cape
Horn,
the southern most point of South America (approximately 55 degrees
South Latitude).
I
think I have a better understanding of how it was for sailers of
times past. It
was
rocky and exciting as we went in a big circle around the highly
anticipated “Cape
Horn”.
One
lady I spoke to said she had been waiting since she was a school girl
to come to Cape Horn and this was a lifelong wish that has been met.
We
arrived about 8:45 am
(from the east) in cloudy skys and by the time we had rounded the
north side of the island (heading west), the fog had moved in and a
light rain started (typical weather for the 'Horn').
We then headed east (a U-turn back on the track we came early in the
morning).
The
wind tossed us around a little
and my resident fisher told me it was a bit like being in a washing
machine with 20
foot wave rollers,
and lots of white water waves, which the ship handled easily. Others
say they became 30
foot rollers.
I noticed that at times the waves seemed to be coming towards the
ship, and away in other times.
Some
people (from warm climates)
thought that standing out on one of the decks was not only cold, but
freezing, and bone chilling. Jim and I bundled up in our warmest
layers of clothes. Up on the 11th
deck, we saw one strong gust catch the ship and the water in the pool
and hot tub came over the sides.
I
later spoke to the Ship's Navagation
Officer,
who
said the one strong gust was about 45 knots, and since we left the
Cape Horn area, the winds had picked up to 90 knots.
Mickey,our
lecturer/naturalist on board --and
Captain
Pagano--were
on the bridge making announcements about exactly what we were
observing (or might observe through the fog). Mickey spoke in English
and the Captain in Spanish. We had hoped the fog would clear as we
rounded the south side to be able to see the Chilean flag flying
high, the lighthouse manned by a Chilean family, and the albatross
memorial commemorating those that have died at this southernmost tip
of South America.
Nonetheless,
the white capped waves, soaring birds, jagged rocks in the water, fog
and rain truly made this a once-in-a-lifetime experience.
Today
was a great day.