| Fecha: | 19.07.2026 |
| Posición: | 78°14.8’ N / 015°03.2’ E |
| Viento: | SW-23 |
| Clima: | Part. Cloudy |
| Temperatura del Aire: | +3 |
The day of our departure clouds drifted low over Adventfjorden, at times descending into fog that obscured the landscape and unsettled airport staff, then rising again to reveal the snow-clad peaks across the fjord. While the people of Longyearbyen went about their everyday lives, largely indifferent to the scenery that surrounded them, we lingered in cafés, strolled along the settlement’s pedestrian street, and gazed from hotel windows, gradually acclimating to both the beauty and the harsh realities of the Arctic.
Ortelius was moored at the coal pier — a distant dock you could not even reach on foot, because that is prohibited. Therefore a shuttle was arranged for us, departing from the main pier at 4:00 p.m. — safe, and no need to walk for half an hour.
And there she was, our ship! Standing there beautifully at the pier. The crew was busy, members of the expedition team were hauling our luggage back and forth, and the hotel manager and his lovely assistant were gradually collecting our passports.
The process moved very quickly, so within about a quarter of an hour we were all on board.
Once we had all received the keys to our cabins and made sure that all our suitcases were with us as well, the mandatory part began — the safety briefing, followed by the abandon ship drill. We all gathered in the observation lounge on Deck 6, where a video covering all aspects of safe life on board was shown to us, after which Chief Officer Don addressed us.
Then we were told to return to our cabins and, once the signal was given, take our orange life jackets and come back to the observation lounge.
The alarm sounded, and one of the watch officers addressed us over the loudspeakers, instructing us to begin the procedure for abandoning the ship. Needless to say, it was also made clear that all of this was taking place purely for training purposes. We were escorted to the lifeboats and then dismissed.
After putting our life jackets back in their place, we went out onto the open decks to watch the crew busily winding up the mooring lines with the winches. The engine roared, Ortelius gently rocked and slowly began to move away from the pier. Right around the corner on a small spit of sand a couple of walruses were waving us goodbye.
The journey had begun!
After some time we were invited back into the observation lounge, where refreshments and a glass of champagne awaited each of us. Our hotel manager Vova spoke to us, as did our expedition leader Ali Liddle, and, of course, Captain Ernesto Barria himself.
And so, amid the bustle and in a fairly intense rhythm, the first couple of hours of our stay aboard Ortelius passed. At 7:30 p.m. we were invited to dinner, and after dinner we were given our Muck Boots.
Meanwhile, Ortelius had left Isfjorden and set course north!