During the night I was called twice for standby on the bridge due to reduced visibility caused by some sort of drizzling rain clouds. That gave me a good feeling as it meant that the last of the weather front was passing over us. Also the Barometer was climbing and that indicated a turn for the good as well. The weather forecast that I pulled from the internet at 05.30 coincided with that of the agent and that meant that I could try to stop in the Falklands. Outside there was a wind force five to six blowing from the South West and that meant that inside the bay (called Port Williams) there would be only about a wind force four. That is about as good as it gets in the Falklands. So at 06.30 I dropped the anchor in the middle of the bay and by 8 am. our tender service was in full swing under cloudy skies but with the sun peaking through on occasion. After the Amsterdam and the Veendam having missed their last calls to the island I had a lot of apprehensive guests onboard who were keeping their fingers crossed that at least we would make it. Two people who were very anxious about today were a couple from Australia that had made arrangements to get married here onboard today. A bit of a gamble but we made it. Continue reading

