And the east-bound ships?"
"Here," Jance said, drawing his finger from left to right near the bottom of the chart. The talk of ships, winds, and seas energized the aging captain. "Currents, west to east. It can be a trick to avoid the ice, but the currents are reliable. You just need enough wind to steer by."
Sparr gestured toward what looked like a ragged coastline at the very bottom of the chart. "And this is the ice?"
Jance nodded. "Yes, though the entire southern coast isn't frozen. There are a few fjords, islands, and prominences where the ice doesn't have a hold."
The difficulty of what he was considering began to settle into Sparr like a chill. The air car, should he ever complete it, was designed for short flights, not a trans-continental journey. The glimpse at Jance's chart w
