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Location
New York - Halifax
Age
17 Years

21st August 1940

Very heavy squalls were reducing visibility to a matter of 150 or 200 yards, for the best half of last night. The “old man” was asking for direction finding bearings the whole time. In the end he decided to give it up as he did not know exactly where we were. Perhaps it was a good job, because we learned afterwards that a convoy was just leaving Halifax at about that time! As soon as it had cleared, we made for Halifax. We arrived at about 10.30am and docked (ANCHORED) about 11.30am. It was very pleasant scenery all the time. Pine trees reached right down to the water’s edge, where rocks, strewn along the banks, caused the sea to break, and make a white line of foam to seemingly run along the edge of the Pine trees, as each wave struck the coast at an angle. We anchored in a bay at the end of a gulf, where several other ships were also anchored.