After a few days…time to bring it all home

This has been a hell of a week. It's been so long since I last posted that I forgot what I wrote. I had to go back and reread my last post. I thought you'd get this post by Tuesday at the latest, but that didn't happen. By the time we got home, I had whatever Kathleen has been living through for the last week. And I can tell you, it is horrid, whatever it is. We are guessing it is some kind of flu because I seem to be coming out of it (I had a flu shot), but she is still sick (She couldn't get one—thanks Kaiser.)

This really knocked us out. There were a few days when I (who normally sleep six to seven hours a night) slept 14 out of 24 hours. That’s nuts. Still not completely back, but feeling much better today. Last night was the first time since we got home that I had enough energy to play tug-of-war with Keeley. She has been a very good dog in the interim, taking really great care of us with all the kisses and licks we could ever want.

But back to summarizing this cruise. Let’s start with some pictures of the one place on the ship that you (or I) never got to see until our last day—the Hangar. I am pretty sure I mentioned that Octantis had two submarines on board. Well, she usually does. When we were aboard, she had only one. Between Octantis and her sister ship Polaris, there are four seven-man submarines (including the pilot). Their names are John, Paul, George, and Ringo. Usually, Octantis, being the oldest of the two ships, has John and Paul on board, but since she is going into dry dock next month in the Bahamas for a complete update (that’s pretty good for a less-than-five-year-old ship), when she came up from the Antarctic last spring, she dropped John and Paul off for a complete refit. You have to be ultra-safe with subs. She then picked up George from Polaris. The day after we got off, she would leave George in Toronto for Polaris to pick up this week. After her dry dock, she will pick up the newly refurbished John and Paul on her way to her upcoming Antarctic cruises.

BTW: We heard while onboard that Viking plans to add two more expedition-class ships as sisters to Octantis and Polaris before 2030. I wonder what they will call those submarines. Maybe they will lean into Viking’s Scandinavian roots and choose Agnetha, Björn, Benny, and Anni-Frid. That would be fitting. Or stick with the Brits and choose Mick, Keith, Brian, and Charlie. Either of those works for me (I bet you know those last four, but you might have to think about the first four?)

The Hangar is very cool. All the kayaks, Zodiacs, the two Special Operations Boats and the sub. Photos below. Above the Hangar is the Science Lab. Also very cool. Photos are pretty self-explanatory.

After those last photos, let’s get down to business of closing this out. Here are a few things we might change about Octantis: Pretty much nothing. She is an amazing ship. She has an amazing crew. She is one of the most beautiful ships I have ever had the good luck to sail on.

But if we really think about it and do my best Victor Meldrew (my Brit friends get that reference), I will gripe about our evening at one of the two “specialty restaurants,” Manfredis. The service was meh, and the entire place seemed like they were in the weeds all night long. Our waiter took the orders of the table next to us before ours, even though we had been sitting at the table for more than 20 minutes before they were seated. Then he took our order, served the appetizers, and came back to ask if he could get our entrée orders now. WHAT? And the food was pretty bad as well. I mean, seriously, how does a restaurant purporting to be an “Italian” restaurant screw up lasagna? When most people make lasagna, it has layers. There’s pasta, sauce, cheese, repeat. With their lasagna, there was cheese, one piece of pasta, a bunch of ground-up great stuff, and another piece of pasta on the bottom. It was not only ugly, but it was also disgusting to look at. All in all, it was the only major screw-up on the entire trip, and it really wasn’t that major.

But it does make me want to discuss the food. I haven’t really addressed that yet. In general, the food was excellent. I found it better overall than either of the Viking Ocean cruises we had taken, especially the baked goods. They had a full-blown bakery right in the middle of the kitchen, where you could watch the baker making all the goodies. And the bread…OMG, the bread. As I mentioned during the tour of the ship, there is no Main Dining Room on Octantis. There are two “specialty” restaurants (the aforementioned Manfredi’s and The Restaurant). But most guests ate most meals in the World Cafe—the buffet.

What a buffet. There were stations for the usual hot meals, salads, seafood, a hamburger grill, and sushi, but each was top drawer. At dinner every night, there was a decent steak and lobster to go with it. Every night, you could have this as your entrée. I think my buddy Mike did. And there were King crab legs, unlimited shrimp, and unlimited sushi. I really don’t think we wanted for any particular type of food, except for many veggies. They were sometimes in short supply outside the salad bars. Here are a few quick shots of some of the food. My good buddy Mike will have a lot more in his review when it is ready. You can reach his website by clicking here. He will even have menus as well. If I remember, I will post when his review is online.

One last little thing about the buffet that needs improving, though it may not be possible due to design issues. When you walk down either side of the buffet, there is the hot food station, then the salad bar, and then a ways beyond that on the starboard side is the grille (burgers, steaks, lobster, etc.); then still further down is the Aquavit Terrace. On the port side, you have the same two stations for hot food and salads, and a ways further down are the seafood and sushi stations, and finally you reach the Aquavit Cafe, where you can cross to the other side of the ship. We were always sitting on the starboard side, just aft of the salad station. It was a nice table for six and close to the grille station. But since this is a REALLY long ship, it is quite a hike from there to the sushi/seafood stations. By the time you get back, your dinner is cold. It’s enough that if you have trouble walking long distances, you never get to the other side. If only there were a way to make a hallway or cut through so about halfway down the space, so you didn’t have to walk all the way to the far end of the ship in order to come back halfway up the ship to your table. It’s a loooooonnnngggg walk. But it does help you wear off some of that amazing bread.

To close this out, I want to thank someone who really personalized this trip for us—Octantis’ general/hotel manager, John Flynn. On almost every ship, there is a board with photos of the officers. On our second day, I happened to walk by that board and saw John’s photo. He looked so familiar. I took a photo of his photo with my phone and showed it to Kathleen and Mike to see if they recognized him from a past cruise. Kathleen thought he looked familiar, but Mike didn’t think he had seen him before.

The next morning at 5:00 am, he walked by me as I was writing a post in The Living Room. I stopped him, introduced myself, and asked which ships he had sailed on because I was sure we had sailed together before. He said this was his first contract with Viking, so we probably hadn’t. I asked where he had been before coming to Viking, and he solved the mystery—he had been the hotel/general manager on Celebrity Flora in the Galapagos. We had met him when we sailed on the VERY first cruise for that ship after the pandemic. On a ship that small (100 passengers, but only half capacity for that cruise), we saw him a lot. He had helped us get back on board from the Zodiacs numerous times. We had seen him all over the ship. He was thrilled that we had remembered him, and we spent the rest of the cruise running into each other—seriously.

He asked me how we were enjoying the cruise and if there was any way he could make our experience better. I jokingly asked how he was at fixing loud doors. You see, across from our stateroom was a door that led to the crew area, where room service brought food and our stewards stored cleaning equipment and more. When they went in and out of it, the door tended to slam. During the day, that wasn’t a problem…until Kathleen got sick and was napping a lot. But in the late night or the early morning, it was irritating. It could wake you up from a sound sleep.

So I mentioned it to John that morning. The next day, he asked if things had improved. I said I had noticed they might have…a little bit. He took a couple of notes, and that was it. The next day, when I saw him, he asked again. I thought about it and realized it had gotten better. He said they had worked on the problem for two days and realized that no matter how people went in and out of that door, it would slam at the end. So they created an entire rubber gasket to cushion the final closing…just for us. Now that is service. Thanks, John, and it was GREAT seeing you again.

I guess that does it. We had a great time. We loved Octantis. As I have said numerous times, it's the best-designed ship I have ever sailed on. We loved seeing our October Bunch friends again. This may be our last October Bunch trip, as Mike and Cathy have something different planned for next year ??, but we shall see. We loved our time in Chicago. I had the best dining experience of my life at Rose Mary while we were there. And for us, the biggest surprise of the trip was Milwaukee. We truly loved the city. Except for the winters, we could live there. Such a vibrant and thriving town. Go Brewers! One more win and it’s the World Series for you!

I hope you have enjoyed following along on this trip. Not sure when you will hear from me again, as we have nothing planned until late May when we head to the UK: Leeds, Scotland and a London West End Theater tour with the Trilogy Travel Club next spring.

“There is no real ending. It's just the place where you stop the story.” — Frank Herbert

Day 12—Port Colborne and the Welland Canal

Our last full day on the ship was supposed to include a "luxury motor coach" trip to Niagara Falls… but it didn’t. Try as we might to avoid it, Kathleen caught the traditional vacation cold and was up all night coughing the night before we were supposed to visit Niagara Falls. So we decided to stay in the small town where the ship was docked at the southern tip of the Welland Canal, Port Colborne. Deciding not to go to Niagara Falls was not a hard choice. We had been there twice together, on both the Canadian (better) and American (not as good) sides.

So we got up late and went to a late breakfast after everyone else had boarded their “luxury motor coaches” and headed off to the Falls. It was almost like we had the ship to ourselves. After breakfast, Kathleen decided to sleep some more, and I grabbed my camera and went for a walk to photograph the lovely little town of Port Colborne. I took some pictures (of course I did), added captions, and they are below.

There are also photos of our transit through the Welland Canal, which takes us from Lake Huron to Lake Ontario (please see quote at the bottom of this page). A fun trip.

We are in Toronto this morning (Saturday). We got off the ship yesterday morning at 9:00, fully prepared to go to our hotel, drop off our bags, and then sit in their lobby until we could check in. But I had called and spoken to a very nice man at the desk the day before, and he had told me they would do their best to get us into the first room that was cleaned because they were completely sold out the night before we got there. When we arrived yesterday morning around 10:00, he said that they had had one no-show the night before and the room was ours. I could have kissed him. Kathleen needed to go back to bed (after having coughed all night), and I started to think I might be coming down with it as well. Not only did he have room for us, but it was a complete four-room suite. And he didn’t charge us for the upgrade. WHAT A GUY!

Last night, we went to dinner at the home of our good friends Tim & Perry. We met them on a cruise way back in 2010 Down Under, and we have stayed friends ever since. We were at their wedding almost 10 years ago, and we've taken other cruises with them, including meeting them in California. We just don’t get to see them enough. They are the kind of friends you can go five years without seeing, and when you get together, it’s like you saw each other yesterday. Perry made lasagna, and Tim (the baker in the family) made a wonderful pear & ginger cake. And we got to touch base with Mark, who lives with them as well. We had the best time!

We head to the airport around 1:15, and our flight leaves at 4:55, non-stop to Seattle, so we will be home with Keeley the Wonder Dog tonight. We can’t thank Michelle (Kathleen’s daughter) enough for taking care of her for these two weeks.

I have one more post to sum up the trip coming your way, hopefully tomorrow but probably on Tuesday. It will cover food, one place I hadn’t been on the ship until the last day and more. Stick with me.

"I don't give a rat's ass what that orange pumpkin in Washington, D.C., calls it; it is still (and always will be) Lake Ontario. All this Lake America crap can kiss my ass."—Anonymous

Watch us LIVE!

Good morning. Quick post. You can see us live through about 2:30 Eastern time on the Port Colborne webcam at https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yF7XdpkL34w. Here”s what we look like on camera. Our stateroom is on the side of the ship you can see. The camera zooms and moves so if you go online and you see something else, just wait a few minutes and you will see us.

Day 10–Detroit, Michigan

Sometimes the best-laid plans go astray. For Detroit, we didn't book any excursions because we wanted to visit Greenfield Village. It's part of the Henry Ford properties. Our plan was to get off the ship, take an Uber or Lyft to the village, spend the afternoon, and then head back.

Little did we know that on October 1, they switched to Winter hours, meaning they were open only on Friday, Saturday, and Sunday. Since we were there on Tuesday, no Greenfield for us. We tried to find another guide in town, but pretty much everyone we contacted was booked solid. So we decided to do our own little tour.

We got off the ship, walked about three blocks, and found the Detroit People Mover. It's a free, elevated light rail that makes a 20-minute circuit of the city. We got on and rode the entire line, sitting facing each other with a big window behind us. After we completed the route and were back where we boarded, we switched places and did it again. That way we could see what we missed. Total touring time: about forty minutes.

Next, we had heard really good things about The Guardian Building downtown. The entrance was less than 100 yards from where we got off the People Mover, so it was a likely stop. We are certainly glad we did. The exterior (as you can see in my pics) is pretty cool, but the interior of the HUMONGOUS lobby was awe-inspiring (again, see my pictures). After that, most of the group walked back to the ship, but Steve had seen a building that looked to have some pretty cool sculptures on the outside of it, and I could almost see it when we left the Guardian Building, so I set off to take a couple of photos (again, in the photos below).

After that, it was back to the ship for me, with a couple of pictures on the way. One was of an amazing statue of Detroit native boxer Joe Louis’s right arm. That and another statue just about covered my photography for the day…at least until later, when we were sailing away under the brand-new Gordie Howe Bridge linking Detroit, Michigan, USA, to Windsor, Ontario, Canada. Took a few of those as we sailed underneath it.

BTW: If you are wondering why you are getting two posts today, it is because today was the day we were supposed to ride the Special Operations Boats and Zodiacs, but the wind was too high, so we had a sea (lake?) day instead. This ship really isn't equipped for days with nothing happening, so besides some lectures, there was nothing else to do but work on my photos and write. So there you are. Tomorrow is Port Colburne, where we will take a “luxury motor coach” about 40 minutes away to see Niagara Falls. Everyone in our party has already been there, but if I have to stay one more full day onboard, I just might write a novel… and no one wants that.

 

Detroit turned out to be heaven, but it also turned out to be hell. —Marvin Gaye

Day 9–Alpena, Michigan

We power away from Octantis on our glass bottom boat.

If you have been waiting for an exciting visit to Alpena, you are in the wrong place. I mean, it was entirely boring, but to be very honest, I kind of feel ripped off on this one. I guess ripped off might be too strong a word. Maybe disappointed is a better word.

As I mentioned previously, Viking includes a shore excursion at every port. Sometimes (though not often) we see one of their other shore excursions (for which they charge) that appeals to us, and we splurge on that one. Over the years of sailing with them, this has paid off. Our Nuremberg excursions, our Christmas Market river cruise a few years ago come to mind. A superb tour with a great guide.

In Alpena, we decided to take a glass-bottom boat tour to see shipwrecks all around the area. The Great Lakes are famous for shipwrecks, and we thought this would be very cool. The only problem was that it was the last day of the season for the glass-bottom boat, and you could tell the crew was rushing to get through our tour (their last before heading south for the winter) so they could go home and pack. Originally, the captain of the boat had told us we would see three shipwrecks. They mark them with buoys so boats can find them quickly. They try to hover over them, but they don’t always find them. As I said, we were supposed to see three shipwrecks. The first one was totally invisible due to murky waters. The second one, we could see the very tops of something. Not sure what part of a ship it was. Then we headed to the third one, and as we got to where it should be, they announced that someone had removed the buoy, so we would not be seeing this one. That was it. For $154. I would not usually do this, but I am going to give you all the pics I took of the “shipwrecks” just to show you what you will get if you do this excursion. Then you can save yourself a quick $154.

After our shipwreck-viewing adventure, we headed to the Great Lakes Maritime Heritage Center, the headquarters of the Thunder Bay National Marine Sanctuary. We heard all about their work in one of the largest marine sanctuaries in the USA. They help protect nearly 100 historic shipwrecks in Lake Huron, off Michigan’s coast. Through research, education, and community involvement, they’re working to keep these underwater treasures safe for future generations. They also work to stop new invasive marine species and restore the Great Lakes' underwater habitat for native flora and fauna.

We heard about an hour-long talk by their superintendent, a man who is very passionate about his work and an excellent speaker as well. Check out their website by clicking here. They are doing some pretty impressive things up there in Alpena. One reason Viking stops in Alpena is that it partners with the Marine Sanctuary to support education and scientific research.

After the talk, we were back on the tender, headed out to Octantis. It was a fairly uneventful day, and the afternoon off gave me a chance to hit the gym, work on processing photos and do some writing. You can probably tell that from the three quick posts over the last two days. This one will make four.

So here are the photos. Only a couple of them do anything for me photographically. All the green ones are skippable after you see one tiny part of a shipwreck. To be honest, I am not sure what I expected, but certainly more than we saw. Feel free to look at all these on your phones.

Antiquities are history defaced, or some remnants of history which have casually escaped the shipwreck of time.  —Francis Bacon