03.07.12 Tuesday noon
I'm wakened... "This is good... I'm going outside." It's 3.00am, full daylight, and Alan "it'll make a good shot" is away out to deck 5. Awake now, I trog along a minute or two later with only sleep to loose. From the deserted deck the settlement of Kjollefjord is postcard perfect. A single fork truck loads blue barrels of fish oil onto the boat. Not even the sea stirs. As everywhere hereabouts there's harmony as these pristine, clapboard buildings settle, neatly grouped, into the landscape - their Sadolinesque colours just so. The moment's of more value than sleep... but then again we were up at 2.00 and yet again at 5.00, this time ready to set foot on Nordkapp - North Cape. Location, location, location is everything as the forbidding cliffs of this Nordic Lands End draw us to its panoramic view of the Barents Sea coast.
Today it is our turn to see it on wide screen film... The whole place is clagged in dense grey fog... oh what a bugger!
The short film was a good one.

We've discovered a room gremlin, a house elf, Alan and I, our loo rolls hidden and clothes swapped. His room key passed into the possession of one of our number for a brief, unguarded moment seems to hold the clue. If Roger fails to return home you will all, we trust, understand. With the wind picking up and the swell rising those rolls may be handy.