Theirs is an epic tale of resilience and pluck, a seafarer’s yarn of high-seas adventure that has seen them brave some of the world’s wildest waters in their 11-year odyssey from the Pacific Ocean toward landfall in Europe.
They have bobbed through storms that would have wrecked larger vessels, to drift deliberately down the Bering Strait. They have patiently borne a four-year spell trapped in Arctic ice packs, to float freely into the Atlantic.
And now, buoyed perhaps by the prospect of an end to their pelagic paddling, a flotilla of yellow bathtub rubber ducks, lost at sea when they fell off a container ship in the North Pacific in 1992, is about to wash up on Europe’s western shores, according to an oceanographer who has been tracking them for years.
More of the much-traveled toys are thought to be heading down the Eastern Seaboard of the United States, where their arrival would offer new data on ocean currents and wind patterns. And the US company that made the ducks is offering $100 in savings bonds to anyone who finds one.
