N.51º43’59” W.52º40’57”
The waves are now breaking over the stacks of containers. As the prow of the ship collides with each wave, a wall of white surf crashes along the 175 metres of boat . Racing towards the bridge, it obscuring the cranes and cables as it comes. As it hits each wave, the ship lurches with a deep thud in its bowels and then moments later the spray hits the line of windows along the bridge – 10 floors above the ocean. Intermittently, nine windscreen wipers spring into choreographed action and then fall still again.
The prow breaks the next wave and so we continue onwards.