Robbins Ramblings

The village of Isafjordur lies at the end of the Skutulsfjorour on a narrow sand spit with tall mountains at the rear.

Sailing up the fjord in the morning light with the huge cliffs either side of the ship was

The weather this morning was a little overcast with some drizzle in the air and so we decided to take a trip on the Hop-On/Hop-Off bus around the city. Our guide gave us usual facts about the town and the

We arrived in Reykjavik, the World’s most northerly capital, at 8.00am this morning for a two day stay. The name of the city loosely translates as “Smoky Bay” after the steam rising from the hot springs that surround the area.

Last night Win and Jim treated us to a meal in Sindhu, the contemporary Indian restaurant on board. Eating here has become something of a tradition when sailing on the Azura and this trip was no exception. Despite Sylvia’s protests

As we travelled up the West Coast of Scotland the sea began to get a little rougher and through the early hours of the night caused much creaking and banging in our stateroom. As we had booked a trip for