Starting in the terrible plantation society of Barbados, this epic ride takes in the Arctic, London, Amsterdam and Morocco. It's an amazing journey at a great pace in great company and I loved every minute. A tour de force.
The air clenched to ice, stinging our cheeks. It began to pinch. Sailing we glimpsed in the passing black waters eerie, exquisite cathedrals of ice. I had never seen ice before, not in its immensities: I stared into the refracted light like a creature entranced. How beautiful it was, how sacred! ... I felt free, invincible, beyond Mister Willard's reach.
