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Antarctic, Tuesday 14 November 2023

A week and a half after landing, and I am still processing this trip.  I may be processing for the rest of my life.
I think any trip to the Antarctic would be life changing. For me as a geographer, traveler, and elder, this trip was on my probably not gonna happen bucket list. Getting there was hard work. Getting over my personal barriers was difficult. There was nothing easy about getting there, a personal triumph.
But there was something magical about this trip, this voyage. Even the Expedition leaders noted there was something special about it, a luck.  The weather, the sea conditions, the sightings.  All were way beyond expectations.


I will begin as the voyage begins with Drake Passage. This passages has two settings one  involves sea sick meds, learning how to wedge oneself into bed, how not to smash fingers in doors. The other is Drake Lake. There is nothing in between.  We did the crossing in a day and a half rather than the usual two.

There were bulletin boards with all sorts of info.  This was our daily recap and update.

The first mandatory meeting included stuff on ship life. We were divided into 4 groups so only about 25 were preparing for an excursion at a time. Downstairs we went with our group to have our clothing and other gear prepped for landings.  Biosecurity is a big, big deal. Avian flu will come here eventually. There is a big push to make sure that  humans, especially touring humans, are not a vector to spread the virus.  So we are taught to do boot cleaning, sanitary dip, walking pole dip as well. 

We were issued our loaner boots, and assigned our bench/hook space.





I did not realize it at the time, but this boat would be one of the few signs of human existence I would see over the next week.

Some one pointed out that I was the first off of the first zodiac on the first landing.  I didn't plan it, but it just happened.

Note the snow blowing off the top of the mountain.

Look at how grey the day is. Yet it is the same landing. Weather changes here rapidly. Each landing is prepared by the expedition staff.  They lay out the allowed paths.  This is for biosecurity as well as to keep us from falling into unexpected holes, crevasses, and such.  They also set out plastic barrels of supplies should we get cut off from the ship by sudden weather shifts. 


Chinstrap Penguin
Perhaps my favorite photo of the trip

This lichen is millennia old. Because of the extreme cold, it grows so very slowly.
The brilliant orange against the blues, greys, and snow.


On the beach awaiting the zodiac for return to ship.
This starfish could fit on a quarter (or pound coin.)
 
This photo shows my incredible self discipline. I did not put it in my pocket.
Biosecurity did not allow us to touch anything, remove anything.  We were not allowed to sit, or kneel, or set down packs or cameras.

Yes, dinner did look this good every night. I was impressed by the origami orange.

By the  end of the trip I offered to marry the head chef.


I somehow started getting these tags in my photos. so you may see them over the next couple of days.

Comments

Pee Dee said…
Fabulous, Barbara! Such an adventure. I look forward to more details.
Sidney Grace said…
What a great blog… I loved reading it. I loved the tiny starfish.. the color of it . The fact that it survives in its environment.
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