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Crossing the Barents Sea.
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| Our route on this voyage
took us from Murmansk on the North Cape across the Barents Sea to Franz Josef Land, a group of desolate islands at the edge of the Arctic Ocean and just about at the point where the icepack begins. The Franz Josef Archipelago consists of 60 mostly ice-covered islands and was discovered in 1873 by an Austrian and Hungarian expedition. Franz Josef Land is under the control of Russia. From there it was a two-day sail to the North Pole, then back to Franz Josef Land and southeastward to Novaya Zemlya, where we landed on the northern end of the island. Novaya Zemlya is where the Russians conducted about 195 atmospheric nuclear tests. We landed again on the southern end of the island after staying well out to sea on the way south. Our final landing was at a Gulag camp on the Siberian mainland that was in operation until around 1970. Two days sailing brought us back to port. |
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| On the Yamal there
were 140 officers and crew. Every single sailor had his or her own cabin,
with a full bathroom equipped with shower, sink and toilet, a bunk that could be curtained off, a desk with drawers and cabinets, a convertible daybed, a phone for talking to other people on the ship, a large closet, two good- sized portholes, and a radio and television that broadcast music and movies on a closed circuit. On our first evening aboard, they somewhat whimsically screened The Hunt for Red October! The officers all doubled up, thereby freeing up enough cabins for the passengers. The accomodations were tremendous, especially when you consider that this is a working vessel and not a cruise liner. We did have to keep our portholes open during the whole voyage because the cabins were kept so warm. Russians like warmth, and there is no shortage of energy on a nuclear ship. |
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| John Steinbeck once
said that "we don't take a trip, a trip takes us," and never
was the truth of his statement more clearly demonstrated to me than by my excursion to the top of the world, for it was not those things I expected, not the actual crossing of the Arctic Ocean and our arrival at 90 degrees North that proved most meaningful to me. Rather it was being in Russia and seeing things that no westerners would have been allowed to see just two or three short years before, making close contacts with a great group of Russian people and having the chance to influence them as indeed they were influencing us, and the very process and experience of sailing on what is at least in terms of icebreaking the most powerful and technologically modern ship on earth. |
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| On a nuclear-power
ship, there is a lot of heat to dissipate, so there are vents everywhere. |
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| (L) The bridge extends the
full width of the ship for unobstructed 360° vision. We had access to the bridge at any time. (R) The deck above the bridge, sometimes called Monkey Island, was where I spent most of my free time, with great views all around. |
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