Last night (Monday night; today is Tuesday), we were told that we would enter the Milford Sound, a beautiful spot, by 6 am, and we should be in the Crow’s Nest to see it best. Lizzie and I decided to set an alarm to rise early, and so at 5 am, the iPhone woke us. By 5:20 we were in the Crow’s Nest, and all of the front row seats but one set were already taken. We took the last two, and settled in. Soon the Crow’s Nest was packed.
It was still dark outside, and the windows reflected the interior of the Crow’s Nest like a mirror—we also learned we would not be entering the Sound until about 6:20 am. Soon, we heard muttering of fog and mist, and as dawn tried to break, we realized we could likely see better through the mist from our own veranda, so back we went to our stateroom. Milford Sound (actually a fjord) was carved by ancient glaciers and its narrow, nearly vertical walls rise hundreds of feet above the sea. We could not see the cliff tops, which were shrouded in fog, but the waterfalls and other beautiful features were still lovely.
Inside Milford Sound, we cruised to the village at the end, dropped off passengers in a special excursion, then turned around to leave, just as the Radiance of the Sea appeared around a bend. She passed us carefully as we were leaving, heading out again then traveling further south toward Dusky Sound. Perhaps as the day passes, sun will drive away the fog and we shall see sunny fjords.
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