Antarctica is a landscape hard to describe, but photographing tabular icebergs from the bow of our ship seems surreal. These bergs are football field sized slabs of blue ice drifting in the fridgid waters, and our boat weaves through left and right. The challenge of photographing them is not being overwhelmed, and waiting for them to line up just right. Our group ran from starboard to portside to starboard back and forth...I'm sure the captain enjoyed watching from the bridge as we scurried all over the bow.
Now sadly we are headed home, saying goodbye to our penguin friends at our last landing this morning. One guest even put on her bathing suit and went swimming with penguins on the beach. The icebergs are getting less frequent, but the waves are getting bigger as we enter the drake passage...maybe this time we are going to get a wild ride!
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