Antarctica Day 1
WOW! FANTASTIC!
AMAZING!
This landscape is mind-blowing! So vast …....
seemingly empty ……. seemingly endless.
So many hues of grey, black, brown, white, blue, with a teeny, tiny hint of
green (lichen).
This morning we cruised down Neumayer Channel to anchor
off Port Lockroy, a British post now used largely for tourism and historical research.
The station is on a tiny island, the buildings renovated but exactly as they
had been when first built.
There is a shop and post office there now, and
tourists call in to post their cards. Ours will be collected in two day’s time,
go to Falkland Islands, then on to London to be distributed to the addresses on
them round the world. They’ll arrive at least 2 months after we get home, but
they’ll have that unique postmark! The station is manned by four young people
who are there for four months. They came aboard our ship to have showers – been
eleven days since their last one! The temperature was 0°.
Only a small number of visitors can land at any one time,
so we staggered the groups over a three-hour period. The island is home to
rookeries of Gentoo penguins, and of course the associated smell is something
to behold! We weren’t allowed within 5m of them, and if they came to us we had
to stand still and wait for them to pass. They build their nests with little
rocks, and even pinch them from each other. Most have two chicks, some pairs
younger than other ones.
gentoo penguins moult - this one is feeling miserable during this process. |
We then moved on to LeMaire Channel and Port Charcot, an
early French outpost, abandoned many years ago, but as there was nowhere to
land we moved further south and anchored off a bay where icebergs get caught
(iceberg graveyard). The temperature eventually crept up to 4°. The water was
like glass – no breeze and no movement save for the occasional penguins and
seals swimming about. Cruising down LeMaire Channel was very slow as the ship
had to manoeuvre between small icebergs whilst staying in the deep (200-400m)
channel. Some of the mountains adjacent
to the channel were over 2000m high. As this channel is narrow and full of ice,
ships are unsure if they can navigate through it. This was the first time our
ship had been into this channel this year.
we passed a sailing ship! |
seals resting |
We visited an island – half of us on the island walking up to the summit around penguins, the other half cruising in the zodiacs around the icebergs, through thin sheet ice and small chunks of ice and gate-crashing crabeating seal slumber parties on their own little private icebergs. [Crabeating seals don’t actually eat crabs – they are krill eaters.] Then the two groups swapped. We felt very insignificant in this vast landscape. The view from the top was for miles around – magic. The snow was soft and many of us sank in it. Some had trouble walking in it.
the ship is to the right of the iceberg on the left, to give an idea of scale |
Stuart climbing up the slope |
gentoo penguin on a mission |
ship now behind the iceberg in centre |
Back on ship and a light snowfall every now and again as
we retraced our course to head to our next port of call for tomorrow.
Tonight we watched a dance/singing show.
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