Around the World by Sea - A Container Ship Journey
Pete Robertson

MV Aenne Rickmers in the Red Sea. |
A few weeks after I retired, my son suggested I visit New
Zealand while he was there. I realised that I now had
the time to travel by ship and see the world en route.
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A
few hours on the internet and a dozen emails later, I
had the outline of a plan that would take me around the
world by sea and include five weeks in New Zealand. My
wife is still working: “What would you think, if . . . ?”
Bless her; she said “go for it.” So I did.
Planning and preparations were limited: transport and
accommodation in New Zealand; the visas, medical and insurance certificates required by the shipping
companies; and setting up the laptop and satellite phone I decided to take so that Elizabeth wouldn’t
feel entirely abandoned.
| On the first of August, I boarded MV CMA-CGM Manet at Tilbury. Our route took us to Rotterdam,
Dunkirk and Le Havre followed by a week at sea crossing to Brooklyn, New York. |

Approaching Manhattan |
From there we followed
the US coast south to Savannah, passed the Bahamas and Cuba to visit Kingston, Jamaica, before
crossing the Caribbean to Colón in Panama. After transiting the canal we had ten days in the Pacific to
Papeete, Tahiti. Next was Lautoka in Fiji, then Noumea in New Caledonia and Botany Bay near Sydney.
Melbourne was my last call before crossing the
Tasman Sea and passing through Cook Strait to
disembark at Napier on September 25.
On board, I had a spacious cabin and shared a
lounge with three fellow passengers, all
Australians returning home. (The Manet takes up
to six passengers.)We had three square meals a
day in the officers’ dining room and plentiful
supplies of tea, coffee, soft drinks and duty-free
beer and wine.
We were free to visit most parts of the ship, although the huge and
noisy engine room was “guided tours only”. We spent plenty of
time on the bridge, except when port manoeuvres were under way, and there was a small gym, table
tennis and a library at our disposal. A sun lounger in a quiet corner of the deck was all that one of my
shipmates needed, but I preferred to spend time up in the bows. There, there was no engine sound, just
the sea hissing by and the occasional “slap-slap” of a dolphin leaping from the bow-wave.

Dolphin Showing off! |
Photographing sunsets, coastlines, dolphins and sea birds (and one whale) provided much interest;
other spare time was spent reading, watching
DVDs, and keeping up correspondence via email
and postcard.
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(I transmitted and received emails
from internet cafes in every port.) For exercise, I
walked every morning, with plenty of time to “see the sea” and also the operations of the ship
as I circuited the main deck – twelve laps made a
three-mile walk.
The arrangements at each port were subtly
different. At some, you simply walked to the gate while at others you had to wait for a bus; some
were very strict on security, with forms and passes required, while at others it was simply “good
morning” at the gate. All, however, had in common that passengers had to wait for the officials (from
customs, immigration, quarantine, security, the shipping line, etc) before going ashore. At most ports on
the way out, we less than a day ashore and became adept at getting quickly into town, shopping, seeing
the sights, eating the local cuisine, and hitting the internet cafe in a few hours. The deadline for
returning to ship was strictly observed; when the containers were ready, there was no waiting for
passengers!
| The highlights of the outward journey were:
dolphins playing in the bow-wave; approaching New
York through the Verrazano Narrows; two pleasant
days in Tahiti; the scenic coast of New Caledonia;
and the moon rising above Sydney Opera House
during dinner. |

MV Manet dominates the harbour in Tahiti |
After five weeks touring New Zealand - which is
another story - I left Auckland in the MV Aenne
Rickmers November 3rd. The ship is very similar to
the Manet, and my cabin was almost identical. I was
the only passenger for the first and last weeks of this voyage, but from Australia to Italy there was one
other. My daily walks continued; perhaps the main difference was the Captain’s personal contribution to
the cooking for barbeques on the “poop deck” and other parties.

A pilot comes on board |
The return voyage took me via a brief call at Napier to Port
Chalmers, Melbourne and Adelaide. Then we crossed the
Great Australian Bight and headed north through the
Sunda Strait and Sea of Java to Singapore.
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From there, we
cruised the Strait of Malacca to the Indian Ocean and
Colombo in Sri Lanka.
After that, we were in pirate territory; as we followed the Yemen coast toward Somalia, there were
extra watch-keepers, fire-hoses were rigged to deter boarding from small craft, we steamed at full
speed and kept an eye on communications from the coalition forces. In fact, we saw no pirates and were
soon sailing north in the Red Sea and back to normal. By an amazing coincidence, one of the coalition
ships was commanded by a friend of mine and we passed in the Red Sea – I was honoured by a personal“fly past” by the Lynx helicopter of HMS Cumberland!
The Gulf of Suez led to the canal, with the deserts
of Sinai to starboard and the irrigated settlements
on the west bank to port. We stopped at the
Mediterranean port of Damietta, and then our
route took us through the Strait of Messina and on
to La Spezia. The final leg of the voyage passed
Mallorca and the Strait of Gibraltar, north past
Portugal and across the Bay of Biscay to the English
Channel where I crossed my outbound course and
completed the circumnavigation. A day later we
were in Tilbury.
On the return voyage, most of the port calls were
brief – a few hours only, for most of them. The
highlights for me were Singapore Slings at the Raffles Hotel, meeting HMS Cumberland, seeing Stromboli
active at night and the many albatross in the southern seas.
People ask about sea-sickness: there was none. There was some difficulty due to the ship rolling in the
Bay of Biscay – wine was spilled – but no real problem from it; a few instances of bad weather added
interest rather than difficulty and there were only three or four days when I couldn’t complete my walk.
Would I do it again? Well, not the same voyage - but a trip among the Pacific islands or along the coast
of South America would appeal. However, I will have to wait for Elizabeth to retire before the next trip!
If you want more information on container ship travel, there is plenty to be found on the internet, or for
a day-by-day account of my journey see my blog: http://www.travelpod.com/travel-blog/peter/
2/tpod.html (press “Continue” when the introductory page comes up). Happy Sailing..
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