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Chinstrap daily standup 📆🐧

This is one of the black and white series that I currently have up at .bzn 🧋

Also, I’ll be hosting an event very soon. 🤗 more to come…

Voyage 5 of 10 was all around amazing. Half way through and really feeling like I was able to manage my sea sickness with my all my strategies. On the changeover day I was able to sit through the welcome briefing with staff intros, the entire daily recap briefing, dinner with guests, AND the staff meeting in the library afterwards. I was able to enjoy hanging out and socializing in the panorama lounge (top deck, bow) a place that usually made me feel sick. Weather was great, passengers were amazing, and I felt normal! Not sick! Everything felt amazing, except that one day that I had at four coffees… by the last day I realized the excitement and rush were catching up to me… I needed to sleep more 😅😵

Black and white or with color? What do you think? 🤔

* Voyage 4 * The first of the “Classic Antarctic” flight cruises I would take part in. This meant no more Drakes. I was excited for this.

From the first sun-filled, glassy-watered, humpback-feeding morning, the good weather persisted for the entire voyage. Each zodiac cruise and landing so beautiful, so sunny and so bright. Another world. Sunglasses were not enough. Liberal applications of SPF 40 mineral sports sunscreen were not enough either. I was not the only one to get burned that week. Spert Island, Palaver Point, Lemaire Channel, Petermann Island, Port Charcot, Neko Harbour, Orne Harbour, Whaler’s Bay, Yankee Harbour. I was surprised by my energy that kept showing up despite how tired I was. One long day after the next of one unreal beautiful scene to the other, 11:30 sunsets and laughing together because we’re just so damn tired and excited at the same time. Maybe this is the Antarctic effect of being three-weeks deep? Grateful for these highs however they come.

But also maybe I should pace myself? I still had six voyages to go…

* Voyage 3 * The storm of the season was moving towards the Drake Passage, and after three days of anticipation and anxiety, to my relief, it was decided that we would NOT be sailing through the 8 meter waves. Instead we would wait for it to pass and got to spend extra time in the protection of the Beagle Channel. We saw Dusky Dolphins, Black-browed Albatross, Antarctic Terns, so many birds…

This also allowed us opportunity to walk on dirt, through a forest of trees, and vines and fungi, to eat lunch on a hill of grass, to look up at the sky and be so damn happy that the sky was up and the ground was below and nothing was moving. I selfishly enjoyed the reprieve from the rolling waters.

When we did eventually sail, my fifth was nothing new (only maybe 4-5 meter waves max) but still difficult for me. While the voyage was very different than expected for everyone, we were all very excited to see land, to be in Antarctica, and to have shared this experience together.

Scenes from the South. So grateful for this opportunity