A Trip to Iceland – Whale Watching

Me and the sea do not get on. I get sea sickness.

I remember many years ago, with a group of fellow scuba divers, we borrowed a large motor launch, and sailed out into the Red Sea, off Saudi Arabia, to Fifteen Mile Reef, to spend two days out at sea, diving as much as possible. I spent much of the time being sea sick, turning every colour you could think of.

Strange I was later to live on a boat for six years, a 52 foot (16 mtr) ocean going Dicken’s Class vessel, Mr Toots.

I was prepared, I had my sea sickness tablets, and I took one before leaving the hotel.

A short distance from the Hotel Klopp, is the port of Reykjavík, not large, but full of ships.

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