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Antarctica

By : don webb
Trip Begins November 19, 2007
Trip Ends November 30, 2007

We sailed for days to cross the Drake Pass and arrive at Antarctica. There I saw ice, penguins, more ice, and more penguins and it was very cold. That was my trip to Antarctica. Did you think that you would get off that easy?
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November 19, 2007
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The Story

Ushuaia, Argentina

We sailed for days to cross the Drake Pass and arrive at Antarctica. There I saw ice, penguins,
more ice, and more penguins and it was very cold. That was my trip to Antarctica. Did you think
that you would get off that easy?

“Antarctica exploration is seldom as bad as you think, seldom as bad as it sounds but this journey has beggared our language. No words can express this experience.” Some famous person quote not mine

November 20, 2007
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The anticipation

Ushuaia, Argentina

The anticipation started building about a week before I was set to leave – at home reading information about the trip and it hit me – I am going to Antarctica and once I made this trip, I will have been all over the world and have been on all seven continents.Hearing horror stories about how cold it is down in the Southern Ice Box I bought and packed enough warm clothes to make the devil sweat. With my bundle in hand I flew to Buenos Aires,Argentina, and spent a day waiting for my flight to Ushuaia. Buenos Aires was a nice city and I was surprised at how clean and cosmopolitan it was. I did not do much but walk around and have a great steak dinner. Argentina is famous for their beef and my steak confirmed that fact. The next day I flew down to Ushuaia, located in the providence of Tierra Del Fugo (Land of Fire). Land of Fire my butt – I did not know how cold fire could be. When I stepped out of the airport I looked liked the Jamaican bobsled team (from the movie Cool Running) coming out of the airport in Calgary. It was very cold and I had not even left Ushuaia and I started to worry if I
brought enough warm clothes. Ushuaia is a quaint little city (nestled on the coast of the Beagle Channel and the foothills to the Patagonia Mountains) known as the last city at the end of the world.The area where Ushuaia is located at the bottom tip of the Continent of South America was heavily disputed between Chile and Argentina to the point where they were going to war for control of the area but war was averted by divine intervention. Each county being Catholic they appealed to the Pope for resolution. The Pope looked over the situation then took out a map anddrew a line straight down the middle of the disputed area and said “This side is Chile and this side is Argentina.” With a stroke of a pen war was averted and peace reigned throughout the land. Who said the pen is mightier than the sword? With their hat in hand the two countries went back home to stake out their
claims. Argentina made the first move by turning a sleepy little prison outpost (Ushuaia) into a big city and stated that this is the most Southerly city in the world. Not wanting to be outdone, Chile populated a small fishing outpost and turned it into a town and claimed to have the most Southerly Town in the world. You gotta love politicians.

November 21, 2007
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Tierra Del Fuego

Drake Passage, Atlantic Ocean

The next day in the freezing rain the Antarctica Group (82 people) boarded buses for a tour of Tierra Del Fuego National Park. As we were walking through the park enjoying the view and looking at huge beaver dams, a group of us from the bus noticed another person from the bus walking around with two rocks and banging them on trees. After a few minutes of watching this, someone in the group asked what was he doing and I answered that he was calling for woodpeckers. I could not figure out if the group was more shocked that I knew what he was doing or that this person was walking around in the freezing rain banging rocks on trees. Either way, the group just shook their heads and continued to walk. I have to say that I was kinda surprised that I knew what he was doing as well – It is amazing the stuff you learn. After the walk in the park we had a local barbeque with traditional local food. It was a very good lunch but for many in my Antarctica Group of 82 this would be their last meal for 2 ½ days.

November 22, 2007
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The Drake Shake or the Drake Lake

South Shetland Islands, Antarctica

“So on the deep and open sea I set forth, with a single ship and that small band of comrades that
had never left me yet.” Dante

The Drake Shake or the Drake Lake is how many who have made the 2 ½ day journey down and 2 days back from Antarctica have describe the sailing through this passage. The Drake Passage (even today) feared by sailors is known throughout history as one of the most treacherous and dangerous bodies of water in the world. How would it treat us? It was an ominous sign of things to come when we boarded the ship (Ocean Nova) in the howling wind and freezing rain. As the Ocean Nova pulled away from the pier I stood out on the observation deck watching the storm come in. Not knowing what to expect, but knowing that I was about to sail across one of most treacherous bodies of water in the world (The Drake Passage), I was not surprised when a few hours later, the Captain and Expedition Leader said we were in for a very rough trip. We were going to get the Drake Shake. The five hours of semi-calm sail through the Beagle Channel only added to the tension of the storm which lay ahead. By the time the captain announced that we were clearing the channel and heading out into the open sea many people where already down for the count. As soon as we sailed into the open sea, Poseidon arose from the depths and leveled his trident at us and unleashed his tempest. Our little 200 ft ship was being tossed around like a rubber ducky in a kiddy pool.The winds were blowing up to 77 mph (hurricane force) and the waves were 15 to 20 feet. To add to our beating, we were not only going up and down,but side to side, and sometimes it felt that we were doing both at the same time. This storm took out almost everyone else who wasn’t already sick by this time. I am blessed by having never known the pain or agony of what it is like to get seasick, but by looking at my two roommates, I felt very bad for them. During this trip I stayed in a three-person cabin with two other males, one from Brazil and the other from Hong Kong. These poor guys spent the entire 2 ½ day journey in bed. That first night everyone understood why the barf-bags were in the passage ways. During the storm, not wanting to hang out in my cabin (for good reason), I hung out on the 5th deck inside observation lounge drinking tea and hot chocolate, talking with the very few remaining passengers while watching the ship get pummeled by the storm. When I went to bed I slept like a baby in a rocking crib and the next morning there were not that many people at breakfast. My time during the crossing was spent watching the ship take a beating by the storm, drinking tea and chocolate, eating very good food, looking for whales and birds, and listening to lectures. The lectures were given by the expedition staff and I learned all about Antarctica, its history, the wildlife, the geology, the snow and ice (it amazed me to learn how much there is to know about snow and ice and how complex it is), and the expedition staff. Also because of my medical experience the ships doctor asked myself and another passenger (an ER nurse from Australia) if we would become a part of the medic team should an emergency occur and to help out during a medical emergency and I agreed. Thankfully the only time I was called into action was as part of a training drill for a medical emergency – though one passenger did break his arm when he fell down the stairs during the stormy return voyage.

November 23, 2007
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The Expedition Staff

South Shetland Islands, Antarctica

I was very fortunate to have on this trip an exceptional staff. These individuals were some of the top experts in their field of studies and have spent many years in the Polar Regions. Our Expedition
Leader was the first to cross the North Pole from Russia to Canada on skis and the Assistant Leader skied to the North Pole when he was 20 and he will be the youngest person at 23 to make it to the South Pole on skies and unassisted.He is making that trip November 2008. (To follow his travel go to www.southsolo.com). The other staff members were made up of experts in Arctic climbing and skiing, Polar Geology (the geologist on my trip was the person who wrote the Antarctica section for the Britannia Encyclopedia), Arctic Wildlife, Arctic Biology, and sea life.

November 24, 2007
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Antarctica

Antarctic Peninsula, Antarctica

“Antarctica is a separate world. One can feel its presence as it approaches, sailing south from more temperate climes, Standing on the deck, one may follow the reeling albatross, feel the drop in temperature, the bite of the wind, and the pounding of the waves. Yet it is the presence of ice,from the first occasional fragments, escalating in shape, form and frequency, then finally dominating all else that brings assurance of arrival in Antarctica.” Mark Jones

It was a hard crossing – though the captain said that it was not his roughest crossing, it was near the top and he also said that he could not sleep during the hurricane. After 2 ½ days of getting beat around we finally made it to the calmer waters of the passage. As we were leaving the Drake Passage I received the bad news that we might not be able to make a continental landing on Antarctica. Even knowing the risks and that there were no guarantees, I started to get upset because I made it this close only to be denied. However, I learned that nothing is written in stone and that the itinerary can change within the hour. Much to my relief the itinerary did change and a window of opportunity opened up for us to make a continental landing. As a beautifully crisp sunny day unveiled itself and the seas lay down for the first time since my departure, I woke up to the full splendor of the Great White South I made it to the end of the earth and in a few moments I would be on a zodiac heading for land. Note: a Zodiac is a small rubber boat that is about 12 feet long and can hold about 10 people.

November 25, 2007
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One Big Step

Antarctic Peninsula, Antarctica

On 21-Nov-2007, I set foot on Antarctica at Portal Point at 61-30 S - 61-46 W. What an amazing feeling it was when I first set foot on to Antarctica. I can only compare the moment to how Neil Armstrong must have felt when he set foot on the moon. Though I could not muster up any profound statements to mark this occasion, I just sat in the snow and freezing 20° F temperature with a smile on my face as big as a little kid who has free access to a candy store, and gave thanks to the Big Guy upstairs. After a few hours on land we boarded the zodiacs for a cruise around the bay and it was there that I saw my first penguins.
Late afternoon we made another continental landing and hiked up to the top of a glacier to see penguins. That evening, while sitting in the observation deck on the ship reflecting on the day’s events, I just smiled and gave thanks. I am now a member of a very small group of people (less then 200,000) who have ever set foot on Antarctica.

November 26, 2007
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The Research and Whaling Stations

Antarctic Peninsula, Antarctica

The following days were spent moving from place to place with a morning landing and afternoon landing. During the evening the next day’s itinerary would be handed out and even before the ink was dry the weather, ice, or other events made that itinerary obsolete. So the day’s events were always a surprise and even then it was subject to change. During this trip we not only got to see amazing scenery and get up close and personal with the wildlife, we had the opportunity to interact with our own species that lived and worked in Antarctica. As fascinating as the days were, viewing this land without form or expression (yet with a primitive beauty), with wildlife
who showed little concern at our presence, what was more fascinating were the people who lived and worked in this inhospitable environment.

Our first encounter with the human species was at the Vernadsky Research Station. This Station was home to about 20 men (from the Ukraine) who were very happy to us because we were the first group to visit their station after many months of “Wintering Over” isolation. The Vernadsky Station and the area it is located has the honor of having reached the coldest temperature in the world. The base reminded me of the ultimate bachelor pad – kinda dirty, unkempt, pictures of seminaked women hanging on the walls, Playboy magazines by the toilet, and their food locker was
full of ramen noodles. The best thing about this station was the Faraday Bar (the most southern bar in the world) on the second floor which served their house special of homemade vodka. The vodka was bad but it did not stop us from enjoying a few hours at their bar. After making new friends and the ladies from our boat leaving a few bras for the Faraday Bar collection, we were off to further explore Antarctica.
Later that day we landed on Petermann Island and met a research team from Oceanities comprised of two very attractive American ladies and two males (one researcher and one National Geographic filmmaker). This team (one month into a four-month tour) was on the
island to research Adelie and Gentoo penguins. Sleeping in tents on the ice, eating canned food, and taking cold showers had taken a toll on the team and by time we arrived they were looking kinda haggard and readily accepted the captain’s invitation for a hot shower and to join us the on ship’s deck for a Thanksgiving Day barbeque. As we sailed around Antarctica I visited old research and whaling stations and what was amazing was that each one was like a time capsule. When you entered one it was like stepping back in time back to the early 1900s because each one of them (when there were abandoned or closed) had been left as is with all its supplies, equipment, food, and reading materials. Many of these sites are now historical sites and the job of maintaining these sites comes under the staff at Port Lockroy.

November 27, 2007
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Wintering Over

Antarctic Peninsula, Antarctica

Wintering Over is the term used for those crazy intrepid few who remain in Antarctica during the
winter season (basically from March to November). During this time it remains as dark as midnight, constant gale force winds, and as cold as the last lady I tried to pick up. ☺ So by the time Spring comes around these people who have just Wintered Over are a bit beat up and loopy.

November 28, 2007
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Port Lockroy

Antarctic Peninsula, Antarctica

Port Lockroy is one of Great Britain’s first research stations in Antarctica and a few years ago it was renovated back to its original state to become a museum (the world’s most Southerly museum) and the HQ for the Antarctica Heritage Trust (AHT). The AHT is responsible for maintaining and preserving the historical sites in Antarctica and during the Summer a staff of three (one male and two very attractive females) lives in the museum and watches over the different sites. The man who is leading up the mission to preserve these sites is Rick Atkinson. Rick is a former Arctic Dogsledder who spent many years in Antarctica working dog teams and was one of the last men to run dogs on the continent before they were banned from the continent. Now he heads up the AHT team that works in Antarctica. I had the chance to meet him while we were down there and to have him sign the book that he wrote about dogs in Antarctica (“Of Dogs And Men”). It is a very good book and I would recommend it. Port Lockroy also has a small gift shop and post office where I was able to buy a few souvenirs. If you are interested in learning more or becoming a member, go to their website at www.heritage-antarctica.org.

November 29, 2007
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Great Stories

Ushuaia, Argentina

To say I was able to spend Thanksgiving Day in Antarctica is one thing, but to say that I spent Thanksgiving Day eating amazing barbeque on the deck of our ship with cool weather, clear skies, and an amazing view of the continent is special. The only thing that could have made this day any better would that my family and friends could have been with me to share this experience. Note: The Expedition Leader was not too happy when I asked if we were going to have barbeque penguin as a part of the meal. After dinner those passengers who were going to do the over night camping and skiing departed the ship to spend the night sleeping on the ice. As stated earlier the situation can change instantly and that is what happened. In a short time it went from nice weather to bad weather and from open water to ice-choked water, and there were concerns that our ship was going to trapped in ice. Looking at the rapidly deteriorating weather the Captain made a command decision to bring the campers on board so that we could sail away before getting trapped and having to leave the campers. During the recovery mission the ice got thicker and one of the zodiacs got trapped with three passengers (one being a 70+ year old Japanese lady) and one crew member on board. For the next three hours they endured the harsh elements and the fear of getting crushed by the ice before they could be rescued. In a stunning feat of seamanship the Captain was able to maneuver the
ship through the ice to rescue the zodiac. The rest of the evacuation went off without a hitch and we safely sailed away 100 km north. Our sister ship was not so fortunate. The ship (The MV Explorer) hit a growler (A submerged iceberg barely visible above water) and sank. That day it was -5° F with a sea temp of 30° F and it would have taken just moments for those people to die had the weather or seas been bad. They definitely had the Big Guy upstairs looking over them
because they had time to get off the sinking ship, the seas were calm, the skies were clear, and they were rescued within a very short time. This was a sad moment, but thankfully not a tragic event because all were rescued. This event and our small rescue hammered home the point that travelling to Antarctica is still very dangerous and not to be taken for granted. from people I meet on board, and a few interesting people After the Oceanities Team had theirs showers and a warm dinner we had the chance to talk over a few drinks at the ship’s bar. During our conversation one of the American girls was telling us about her birthday surprise. Her birthday was a few days before Thanksgiving and she woke up to a nice surprise. The Oceanities team has a ham radio so that they can keep in contact with the American and Ukrainian base for weather updates, safety reasons, and for someone to talk to. Well, the Ukrainians found out that it was her birthday and they called to sing her happy birthday, and then surprised her by delivering a fresh-made birthday cake. What makes her story so extraordinary is that these Ukrainians did not just walk next door to deliver this cake. They had to make an extreme journey that was very dangerous which could have cost them their lives. The three men picked to make this delivery had to spend six hours in a Zodiac boat battling the ultra cold, the ice flows and rough seas just to bring this cake to her. Remember that The
Vernadsky Station and that region have the honor of having the reached coldest temperature in the world.

Note: Having now been to Antarctica I think it would have been easier to climb Mt. Everest than to deliver this cake.
Now, you may ask why these men would put their lives at risk just to deliver a cake to a female. I call it “The Wintering Over Effect” – living in close quarters with a group of men for over nine months with no women, no sun (24 hours of darkness), no heat, very bad home-made vodka, totally isolated, and cut off from the world will make men do crazy things. So when this opportunity came up to make this trip I can only imagine what contest the men at Vernadsky Station came up with to pick those who would make this trip. As we were talking about it many ideas came to mind – like the last one left standing naked in the cold or the one who would eat a penguin raw – you get the idea. But three lucky men were picked to make the trip – I hope it was worth their while.
During my trip one of the passengers who grew up in East Germany was telling us his story about the fall of the Berlin Wall. He lived only 30 miles from West Berlin (but before unification he may as well have been living 10,000 miles away) and he had found out that his favorite band was playing in concert on his 18th birthday in West Berlin. His dream was to see this band in concert but he knew that it was impossible because of The Wall. The day came and on his 18th birthday he was sitting in his room wondering what the concert would be like and he got a little sad. Well, an hour or so later his parents yelled for him to come down, and crying for joy, they told him that The Wall has come down and that this is an historical event – Germany is once again united and we are free. Then without missing a beat, “Out of the mouths of babes” he said to his parents, “So, can I go to the concert?” I can only imagine what his parents were thinking, but they let him go. On his 18th birthday he was able to cross into West Berlin to see his favorite band play, and to put the icing on the cake, the West Germans gave each East German $100 marks when they crossed over. With the $100 marks he was able to buy a ticket, the album, and a t-shirt (which he still has today). After he told us the story we asked him what was the name of the band. He then kinda off-handily stated that we do not know it so it does not matter. When we pressed him he finally told us the name. The name of the band was Erasure. You should have seen the look on his face when I started to sing (very terribly mind you) a few notes of their music “That you give me no, That you give me no, That you give me no - Soul, I hear you calling - Oh baby, please give a little respect to me.”
Also on board we had a group of Japanese elders (two ladies and one man) in their mid 70s and they were hardcore. The two ladies were as fit as a U.S. Army Ranger and it seemed that nothing fazed them. My first encounter with them was when we were climbing up a glacier, and being dog tired, I just kinda sat down and was not going any further, until I felt someone tapping me on my leg. When I turned around it was one of the Japanese ladies shooing me away to move over because I was slowing her down. It was amazing how fast I made it up to the top.
Theseladies went on all the long-range cross-country ski treks and were always in the thick of things. They even took the polar plunge (more on that later) and received a standing ovation when it was announced that they were the oldest to have taken the plunge. The Japanese man had earned the nickname of “Mr. Sony” because he recorded, taped, and filmed everything (even the movies that were shown on board). Even the Japanese Ladies took to calling him “Mr.Sony.”

An Animal Story

Of the many hours we had to walk around and view the wildlife and scenery I spent over an hour watching a wimpy sorry male penguin trying to build up the nest that his partner was laying in. These penguins build their nest with stones and in order to build they steal each other’s stones. I noticed that this male would go off to steal a stone for his nest and as soon as another penguin looked at him (let alone snipped at him) he would run away squawking and crying. Not wanting to appear to be a wimp to his partner he would go back to the nest (empty beak) and go through the motions of placing a stone on the nest, even though he did not have a stone, in order to fool his partner into thinking that he returned with a stone. Of the very few times he did manage to steal a stone he would waddle to the front of his partner and do a big dance and sing. Maybe we should have eaten this guy for Thanksgiving Day.

November 30, 2007
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THE PLUNGE- The Second Crossing

Santiago, Chile

Just as ancient mariners and today’s mariners have a ceremony for crossing the equator, there is the same ceremony for those who reach Antarctica, THE POLAR PLUNGE. The day finally came that I had been dreading even before I started my journey. Would I have the balls to do this? I cannot even jump into a lukewarm pool without spasing out and I will go days without bathing if I cannot take a hot shower – yet I am going to jump into a freezing hell. This time-honored event offered to all those who journey to the Polar Regions was about to begin and I sat on bunk trying to find a way out. None could be found, so off I went with just my bathing suit and t-shirt to wait my turn. As the end drew nearer I started to understand what a person must be going through while they are walking to the gallows. But I was in line and there was no turning back.
That day the air temperature was below zero and the water temp was just below freezing. As I neared the jump point the arctic cold blasted my body almost sending me into flight mode, but I stood firm and rigid yet shaking uncontrollable. I continued moving forward to my impending doom. At last it was my turn. In the freezing air I stood (getting hooked up to a safety harness so I could be pulled back in the event I have a heart attack or pass-out) out on the gang plank thinking that I was in a pirate movie being forced to walk the plank. But this was not the warm waters of the Caribbean, this was Antarctica. With no options out I closed my eyes shouted “AIRBORNE” and jumped into the frigid depths of the Antarctic Ocean. As the coldness penetrated my soul I felt the hands of the Ice Queen trying to grab hold to take me down to the frozen depths, but she would not claim me as a prize. What felt like an hour in the water was only about two seconds and they did not need to pull me back in. When I got out I was shaking so bad I could not get the shot of vodka in my mouth and they had to pour it down me. Just after I jumped the 70-year old Japanese ladies jumped - Hard Core.

The next to last stop was Deception Island, the largest activevolcanic island in the South Shetlands. After sailing through Neptune’s Bellows and entering the caldera of Deception Island we had a rare opportunity to walk on sea ice. Turning the ship, the Captain drove it straight into the ice and after the third attempt he was able secure our ship firmly in the ice so that we could leave the ship and walk around. It was a wonderful experience and only the third time out of very many trips that opportunity has been made available. And we took full advantage of it. The next morning we were heading back home recrossing the Dreaded Drake Passage.

Note: It was heard said that the Captain had so much fun crushing the ice during the first two ramming that we went for a third one.

The Second Crossing
Our fortune held out in that we did not sink, but we were not going to get a nice calm crossing and for the second time we got pummeled. Though the winds were not as strong nor the seas as rough as the first crossing we were getting beat up by 30 ft waves which were coming at us headon. At one point during the crossing we hit a wave so big that it stopped the ship and this wave broke over the 5th deck just at the same time a few of us were standing outside on the backside of the 5th deck in a protective viewing area. And for the second time during this trip I felt the icy of the arctic waters when this wave drenched us. When we walked back in we were greeted by a standing ovation from the few remaining passengers that were not sick in their beds – including my two roommates. Once we arrived safely back in Ushuaia and he was able to move off his bed, my roommate from Hong Kong was quoted as saying, “I spent all this damn money for this trip only to spend five days eating crackers and drinking water.”
What a trip – I saw penguins (though I did not get to eat one), birds, whales, and seals. I met some truly fascinating people and made new friends. I sailed the Drake. I experienced many awesome adventures and set foot on my seventh continent. This trip was the capstone of all my adventures and though I am truly blessed, my one regret is that those close to me were not with me to ride this wave. Literally.

“I now belong to a higher cult of mortals for I have seen the Albatross.” Robert Murphy
All the best and Godspeed.
Cheers,
Don

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