I wouldn't normally write up a story for just a boat in the harbour, but this one was kinda special. I can't really tell you why, but this boat was just tough It wasn't old, wasn't new, didn't have any particularly distinguishing features that I can put my finger on, perhaps the enclosed crows nest? But it just oozed toughness. Ragged flag, flying proudly, and tied up on a day when very few other boats were around. I wish I'd managed to meet a few of the greenlandic sailors.