The guy hauling the tinny out on the ice was doing it tough. He started out wearing a lift jacket [god choice considering the ice conditions] but after a short laboring zig zag track he had stripped off the jacket and was sweating profusely judging by the amount of times he stopped to wiped his face with his tee shirt.
The Gypsy Life is finely free of its frozen sarcophagus. She moved into the mouth of Apisi Sunday afternoon. Closest it could get to Nain given the ice and the winds to date.