The LAD's Evolution

On a quiet summer season night, the Aurora, a 60ft cutter-rigged sloop, techniques the craggy shore of japanese Greenland, along what's called the Forbidden Coast. Its captain, Sigurdur Jonsson, a sturdy guy in his 50s, stands cautiously looking his charts. The waters he is getting into have been defined in navigation books as among “the most tough in Greenland; the mountains upward thrust almost vertically from the sea to form a slim bulwark, with rifts via which active glaciers discharge quantities of ice, even as numerous off-mendacity islets and rocks make navigation unsafe”. The sloop is unmarried-masted, painted a cheery, cherry purple. Icebergs flow in ominous silence. wherein Jonsson, who goes with the aid of Captain Siggi, sails, he's one in all few to have ever long gone. because the splintered fjords create lots of miles of uninhabited shoreline, there has been little attempt to map this region. “It’s almost uncharted,” he says. “you're nearly in the same