I arrived at Palmer Station, a scattering of buildings clinging to the coast of Anvers Island along the Antarctic Peninsula, on Dec. 3. The middle of the four-day crossing is infamously rough between the tips of South America and the peninsula because of the Antarctic Circumpolar Current, the world's largest ocean current, which circles the continent completely unimpeded by land. High seas and lying low in your bunk are the norm, I'm told. But Poseidon or whatever marine deity that rules these seas was kind to us, and after a day of precautionary seasick meds, I enjoyed the trip, getting to know some of the scientists and crew aboard the ship.
The captain of the Laurence M. Gould, a stick-thin and amiable fellow named Joseph Abshire, said it was one of the two or three calmest crossings he's seen out of 40 or 50 clips across that stretch of sea.
It's a surprisingly young bunch onboard, recent graduates and postdocs, with a few polar veterans, led by Hugh Ducklow, chief scientist who has been working down here since 1994. It's mostly Americans, though the postdoc, an infectiously cheerful lady named Kim Bernard, is from South America, and the chief engineer, a sort of silent, strong type, is from Portugal.
While uneventful in terms of high seas, we enjoyed some wildlife en route, including a large pod of Commerson's Dolphins in the Straits of Magellan. The black and white dolphins looked a bit like mini orcas, gliding and slicing through the rolling waves during the long twilight. Sadly, no photos.
However, lots of other picture opportunities, as you'll see below, and plenty more to come, esp. with nearly 24 hours of daylight. Technically, the sun sets for about two hours or so right now, but it's always daylight out. Not a lot of time for blogging, as the science cruise is preparing to leave, and I'll be on the ship for another day or two to see most of the operation in action, then back to Palmer Station for about a month.
Not all is white in Antarctica. Lichen on rocks.
Palmer Station. My home for about a month.
The breathtaking Neumayer Channel near Palmer Station.
The ship tied up at the Palmer pier.
A crabeater seal prepares to slide off a tiny iceberg into the water, which is right at freezing.
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