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Natko Nodilo 1975 the year. This combined with few landmasses to serve as windbreaks, results in what is called the Roaring Forties. There was no walking. The dining room was 3 stories down and had to be tackled using a ‘butt and scoot’ maneuver. At meals, the table cloth was soaked with water to keep dishes from flying off the table. the sides and at certain points it was so rough the propeller of the ship would come completely out of the water, causing the ship to noticeably vibrate. I began to wonder about the integrity of this freighter and sought comfort with my son by staying in bed tucked behind the high sideboard put in place to keep us from rolling out at night. Going out on the deck was prohibited. I did, however, manage to make it to the bridge a few times and was able to see the bow plow through gigantic waves, covering every 8-story high window on the ship with seawater. I watched as unsecured cargo disappear over On approaching New Zealand the captain informed us we would be disembarking in Dunedin, not Auckland. I gathered my belongings, grabbed my son and headed north to Auckland, happy to be on dry land.