Today I woke up to the sound of the motor. That's the bad thing about having your bed right next to the motor, it's noisy and when it's in neutral vibrates so much I can get any sleep. Other than that it's really nice since it warms up the cabin and keeps our mattress dry here in Patagonia. Anyway the reason for the engine to be on was that Mum and Dad wanted to have breakfast with Pio XI (the glacier not the pope). So, after getting dressed, Lucas and I went outside. We were just about to go around the corner and we could see the glacier up ahead. All around it were bergy bits, some huge and someonly big as an ice cube. There must have been billions of them. We let down the anchor to the waterline to help to clear the way but we could still hear horrible scraping sounds on the side of the hull. We turned off the motor and drifted while we had breakfast. Lucas collected ice cubes and I read for a while. Then we rowed over in the dinghy to an iceberg and hopped onto it. It was big and flat with lots of little holes and notches so it was really non-slippery. We stayed on it for while then rowed back. It was a bit hard because the wind had picked up and whenever we got a bit closer to the boat, it drifted away again. When we finally got back, Dad turned the motor and Mum took the dinghy right up close to the glacier and took lots of photos. When she came back, Lucas went with her to visit a glacier waterfall. When they came back Lucas was wet from waist down because he fell in the water from an iceberg. After he had a hot shower we motored to Caleta Sally. We tied up to the shore near a waterfall and filled up the water tank while having lunch, which was hotdogs. We anchored in Bahia Elisabeth again. Mum, dad and Lucas went to the river for fishing and I stayed at the boat reading since I wasn't feeling well. It was really dark when they came back and we had salmon with some fruity sauce (dried pears and raisins) Dad made up for dinner. Then I wrote this.