Sunrise none, Sunset none
It's not everyday that you wake up and open your curtains to a vista of floating icebergs, but I did this morning. After a slow start, I sat up on Deck 6 in the sun and just enjoyed the view. The air is so crisp and clear, sometimes it hurts to breath, and it is so quiet. At 0900 air temp was minus one degrees, water temp zero.
We are now at Cape Jules. None of our expedition team had ever been able to get in there, but the clear weather meant we could this time as there was little pack ice. While the expedition team made the landing safe, we were treated to zodiac cruises along the coastline for an hour. It was spectacular and certainly showed Antarctica up close and personal from the water. We came in relatively close to some icebergs, but at a safe distance. Only one eight usually protrudes from the water, so you have to be careful.
After lunch, we went ashore at 1430 hours and spent the afternoon enjoying the location. It was quite hilly to get there, but worth the climb. More penguin rookeries, beautiful views and that smell. This location was quiet different from Cape Denison, perhaps more pure and untouched because there have been so few visitors there, but not the historic significance of Cape Denison.
I came back exhausted at 1830 hours (I've covered kilometres the past two days walking in gum boots), had a shower and went to dinner. Just when I thought I could relax and put the camera away for the day, we were alerted by the Captain that the ship was going through some heavier pack ice. I spent the next hour up on deck gazing at the most remarkable sight, a huge iceberg (82 m high) and perhaps a kilometre long, and lots of pack ice. As we approached the pack ice, you could hear it touch the side of the ship - the ship is ice strengthened so we were okay. It just pushed the ice aside and we sailed through. Occasionally you saw a lone penguin resting on a piece. What a lonely existence. I wonder what it thought of us as we glided by? Bloody tourists!