It would have been nice to spend 2 more days in Ikerasassuaq (Prins Christian Sund) but the forecast showed
several days of west wind and the sensible thing for us to do was to start
working our way along the southwest coast before the wind filled in, cutting
our time in Ikerasassuaq (Prins Christian Sund) short. Though the sky was gray,
we could still see the glaciers and towering rounded mountains lining the sound.
We passed Igdlorssuit Havn, our favorite anchorage in Ikerasassuaq (Prins
Christian Sund), with its black, blue and white snaking glacier. The anchorage gave us
refuge from a gale during our first trip to Greenland.
Frances Winching
Glacier, Igdlorssuit Havn
Under sail, it was a little tricky
avoiding the increasing number of icebergs as the passage narrowed. While we
were approaching the final turn out of the sound, Hanseatic, a cruise ship
overtook us. Blowing its horn in greeting while its passengers stood on deck
taking photos of Snow Dragon sailing passed an iceberg.
Hanseatic
Next we went through Ilua and passed
the small fishing community of Aappilattoq with its narrow entrance and shallow
harbour. It was the first time we had been near the community in calm enough
conditions to bring Snow Dragon safely into the harbour. We briefly considered
stopping but it would have meant having to push into strong headwinds the next
day.
Snow Dragon, Ilua
Torsukattak
The mountains lost their smooth
contours and became jagged as we passed through Torsukattak, the last area of
protected water before starting up the west coast. A light west wind began to
fill in and we decided to motor in order to give ourselves enough time to find
an anchorage before dark. Once we left Torsukattak and were out in open water,
we regretted not having the mainsail up for stability as Snow Dragon rolled in
the 2m westerly swell. The first 2 anchorage possibilities were full of
icebergs and would not have provided enough protection from the swell. We ended
up having just enough light to push on until Iglukasik Havn, a protected bay
off the inner passage to Nanortalik that we had anchored in before.
The motion rapidly subsided when we reached
the entrance to the passage and were once again in flat water. At Iglukasik
Havn, we snuggled Snow Dragon into the bay’s northwest corner in preparation
for the stronger west winds that was forecast to begin in the early morning.
After a peaceful night, we woke up to a cold, windy and rainy day but the weather
briefly improved in the afternoon with blue sky and we went ashore to take
advantage of the break in the weather before it returned to gray.
We headed for a cracked boulder
perched on top of a hill that we had been admiring from the Snow Dragon.
Walking in the relentless wind, our cold gloved fingers we were relieved not to
find any blueberries to pick along the way. The giant boulder was well worth
the effort and Krystina had to restrain Frances from climbing it before
retreating back to Snow Dragon.
Iglukasik Havn
The weather was still stormy during
our second morning at Iglukasik Havn, and we spent it much like we did our
first, secluded in the warm pilothouse. Only venturing outside to hang our
laundry, running the clothes line through our garments so they wouldn’t blow
away before using our normal method of clothes pegs to hold them in place. We even
got cunning enough to bring the washing line inside to prep the clothes before
making a quick dash outside to hang it.
Late in the afternoon we finally
ventured to shore in search of blueberries, finding a grand total of 2. Though
we remember picking dense large blueberries at Iglukasik Havn, this time the
plants were still flowering. Instead, we walked on the soft and at times wet
vegetation until we had a view of the next fjord. With the occasional rest
break behind a large boulder to get out of the wind. By the time we got back to
Snow Dragon, the wind had laid down. The gray cloud cleared in time for sunset
and we could finally see the high mountains beyond the low bubbly hills.
For more photos please click on Iglukasik Havn Album
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