Well, the barge that we saw stranded yesterday in the middle of Dwight Bay managed to paw and thump and drag its way to the landing ramp today -- arriving there about four o'clock, and leaving a trail of broken ice in its wake.
It looked to be a cold, not so fun, job, with the backhoe smashing up the ice and then the boat struggling its way on through. Not quite the Erebus or the Terror, Franklin's ships that were stranded in the Northwest Passage and crushed by the ice, but probably as close as we are going to get here in the ward of Franklin, which was named after that same explorer...
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