From Devils Island we sailed through the ice filled Prince Gustav Channel.
Wanting to say that we had stepped on mainland Antarctica, we moored at Bald Head Hill
Our commute was short
Primarily ice free, Bald Head Island stood out amongst the surrounding landscape. The shore hosted scores of Weddell seals cooling off in the snow patches.
Avoiding seals, we hiked to the top of the island. Of course, I had to show my colors while standing on Antarctic soil.
Along with scattered bones, dehydrated Leopard seal and Crabeater seal carcass' were found near the top. The naturalists felt the seals must have gotten lost in a storm and froze to death up there.
Bald Head Island
More Weddell seals watching us as we made our way back down to shore.
More Weddell seals watching us as we made our way back down to shore.
After returning, with photo editing to be done, Waldo and I enjoyed our space on the warm cabin deck.
That evening, after rounding James Ross Island, we traveled through Picnic Passage as part of our circumnavigating a completely snowcapped island named Snow Hill Island. Captain Marvin really enjoyed bashing icebergs in the narrow channel thus, adding drama to our cocktail hour/recap.
By the time the recap was over, we had cleared the Pacific Passage. We sat down to a calmer, scenic dinner in Admiralty Sound.
West Coast of James Ross Island
When I returned to my cabin, JC had removed my Margarita glass and Waldo from the deck table and repositioned Waldo on the bed with chocolate and a bottle of wine. The girl had me pegged.
The end of another amazing day.