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The Cruise in Company crew takes over!


After months of eager anticipation and many surviving gruesome final exams, Rona's Cruise in Company crew set off to Canada. The journey to the 'Great White North' was relatively smooth except for one incident at Toronto airport which saw the crew 'lose' 5 members in the manic rush for our connecting flight to Halifax following slight delays to the previous flight.
Fortunately it turned out that those 5 crew members had sped ahead and were already seated on the next plane whilst watch officers were searching in panic all over the airport.

After almost a full day of travelling, we arrived at Miramichi to a warm welcome from the previous crew of Rona II. Thank you very much for the wonderful cake and leaving the boat in an impeccable state. We were all very grateful once everyone could finally rest in cosy and clean bunks.

The next challenge that the crew faced was the unpacking of the food. The combination of crowds of Canadians flowing on and off the boat and the chaos that resulted from unpacking enough food for 23 people meant that all hands were on deck in the burning sun. However, eventually all was sorted out, showers in the nearby hotel were very welcome, and the crew enjoyed some leisure time in the pretty town of Miramichi. Blue watch prepared a tasty dinner and fresh bread was baked. An early night was in order to set sail tomorrow morning at 7.

Joe Atkinson, Blue watch

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