We left the sun in the open ocean and entered the clouds that were clinging to the Antarctic Peninsula.
The clouds conveniently lifted for a few scenic hours before a thick fog, heavy snow, and high winds made for a very rocky last night at sea.
Cool shapes.
Big berg in the fog.
All the mountains still have their winter rime, it's not quite spring here yet.
This is a slushy snow ice mixture that was starting to form baby pancake ice. This forced the ship to slow down to 3 knots (down from our top speed of 10 knots). The ship needs to go slow so the water intakes for cooling the engines don't get full of ice and seize up.
The wind calmed down. The ice, fog, and glassy water made for an eerie evening.
The wind moves the new sea ice faster than the larger chunks of ice. These chunks are referred to as "ice of land origin" meaning they fell off a glacier somewhere.
An island with bands of aptly named "grease ice" in the fore ground.
A lovey ice berg.
This is Dayne, it's one of my favorite mountains in the area. IT is 2395 feet high and was first climbed in 2000.
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