I always assumed there was little chance of us making it there. I wasn't too sure about the anchorages on the south end. And the stories that you hear about the weather really are atrocious.
But then we got that ten-day period of settled high pressure right in the middle of our visit. And suddenly everything was easy.
So, on the day that we pulled into Gold Harbour (above) and I wasn't all that excited for the beach landing, even though it looked doable, I had a great backup plan to offer to the fam.
Why not head all the way down to Drygalski Fjord, at the uttermost southern end of South Georgia, instead?
It helped very much that there weren't any other vessels around during our visit.
And, in the best tradition of Antarctic wildlife, seeing Weddell Seals was no effort at all. We saw ten or so of the beasts, scattered about our anchorage in Larsen Harbour.
They're wonderfully fat animals, adapted for a life of deep deep cold.
|The southernmost mammal in the world - barring Homo sapiens|
|Future explorer and present larrikin, Larsen Harbour|
Being on a lucky streak, we found a millpond.
|Galactic in Larsen Harbour. Cloudy but dead dead calm|
|Chinstraps on an iceberg|
Some places you go leave you wishing for absolutely nothing more.
|With a French accent: "It was my dream!"|