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Berthelot Island

Jan 30, 2018

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Today we went to our most southern point of the scheduled trip being Berthelot Island. It’s not a place frequently visited and one of the various places on this trip that doesn’t exist in the Lonely Planet guide. It was rather amusing; it was the warmest and clearest day of the trip at a point where you would expect it to be the complete opposite. On this island we meet a new breed of penguins called the Adélie. They were full of personality, it was easy to anthromorphise them. The first one to come over Seth called out “Get off my lawn!” it fit perfectly with the demeanor of this little character. There were another group that were climbing a hill, almost like they were saying “Sound the alarm! Sound the alarm!”. Once they realized we weren’t a threat, they put on a show in the water for us. It wasn’t quite the Fort Point ballet troupe, more the Berthelot Island swim squad, but it was beautiful to watch. We saw around seven penguins jump off the island the same time together rather gracefully, along with a lot of belly sliding to get around. They definitely have different personalities to the Chinstrap and Gentoo. The island itself was surrounded by ice and icebergs. It was a beautiful sight that’s completely indescribable unless you are there. I’m not even sure the photos we took could do it justice. Either way, the point we got to was 65 degrees south. I’m not sure we could have gone any further than that, you could see the barricade of icebergs further south from the island. It was a nice point to turn around.

Back on ship Seth was straight up the mast like a happy little possum up a tree. I think I took his new Facebook profile picture he was beaming so much. Because it was so clear most of the ship had a similar idea and took to the various masts. The photos coming back down were a stunning contrast of white from the ice, dark blue from the ocean, and tones of brown and orange from the wood of the ship. In the afternoon we went on a zodiac tour around Collins Bay. Seth and I took the one which was “silent” so we could listen to the sounds of the sea through the hydrophone. I didn’t hear much, but the icebergs surrounding us were blue omnipresence. There was even one that looked like the Statue of Liberty had sunk with only it’s flame above water. I had a giggle as I took a photo a few days ago of one that looked like Sydney Harbour Bridge. We had a few penguins swimming around and a seal lion sunbathing on a slab of ice quite comfortably. Tomorrow we head to Port Lockroy, and Dorian Bay. Apparently Port Lockroy can be quite touristy, but we will be able to send a postcard to our daughter from there. From this point we have started our journey back north, with only a handful of landings left before we start crossing the Drake again.