Posted by: Craig | April 29, 2008

A war on No Man’s Land


We pass Fort No Man’s Land. Currently an apt name. It sits there in the middle of the navigation channel, in darkness, not a light lit, a threat to navigation.”Some one will sail into it one night,” adds the pilot, when he answers Ellinor’s query about no lighting. “Either a yacht or a small motor boat, luckily big ships have radars and pilots know about it.”

It seems a dispute between the owner, who has gone bankrupt, has caused the electricity to be switched off. Stacks of furniture on the helipad prevent anyone from landing and with the boarding point closed, it’s an impregnable fortress.



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