If Antarctica’s mascot is a
penguin, its icons are snow and ice. They are a constant and sometimes overwhelming presence and exist in myriad incarnations: an endless snowfield, a glacier snaking its way down a valley, a towering
iceberg, or a cloud of flakes carried on the wind; cloaking a craggy peak or
hiding beneath the water's surface. Snow can be crisp and brilliant
white or compressed into a glacier soiled with rock debris it has carried for miles and across
centuries. On dark days it can appear brooding and mysterious, while on
sunny days it may seem radiant and cheerful.
Some of the icebergs are
awe-inspiring due to their sheer size. Our ship, the 117 meter long
Akademik Ioffe, in the center of the photo of Stromness Harbor puts them in
perspective. These particular icebergs came from the Ross Ice Shelf, on the
opposite side of Antarctica from South Georgia Island!
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Akademik
Ioffe entering Stromness Harbor, South Georgia Island |
Others are notable for their fantastical fairyland shapes.
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| At Cuverville Island |
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| Hope Bay |
And
some for the intense blue light which seems to radiate from within.
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| At Cuverville Island |
At Elephant Island, in contrast to the dark peaks the snow appeared pure white.
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| Elephant Island |
While the toe of the Heany Glacier was grey with rock debris.
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| Heany Glacier, St. Andrew's Bay, South Georgia Island |
On Deception Island windblown snow appeared in simple and stark contrast to the adjacent volcanic debris.
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| Deception Island |
At Cuverville Island towering cliffs at a glacier's edge show how complex the inner structure can be.
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| At Cuverville Island |
The underwater portion of icebergs takes on hues from the water,
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| At Booth Island |
while snowfields may take their colors from the sun and sky.
Since this blog was conceived around needlework, here is a piece I made just before leaving for Antarctica (appropriately in a shade of white) as a shower gift for a very special person. I used Nicky Epstein's Baby Tree of Life Throw pattern and Lion Brand Fisherman's wool. It was fun to watch the cabling turn into trees as the work progressed.