Tuesday, December 16, 2008
Sunday, December 07, 2008
A 'Dingle Day' at last!
When the sun finally comes along and lights up this place after days spent under a giant white blanket of cloud and snow, it feels like the curtain has been lifted on a world inconceivable only hours ago. Days like today are beyond description in English but in Antarctican we call them 'dingle days'. When the snow sparkles and each face of a mountain is glowing in a different shade. The sea shimmers and, around the base of icebergs, takes on an incredible turquoise colour that could never be mixed. When everywhere you look, you find yourself staring transfixed and unable to take it in. When the thin strands of high ice cloud appear as if they are trying to frame the view. When nothing quite looks real. When the scene in front of you is so breathtakingly beautiful that you can't think beyond the present moment.
I set off from the base, below, to marvel at the raw beauty that surrounds it...
A lonely penguin dwarfed by the icebergs that act as a safe haven for it to escape the lurking leopard seal.
A seal sunning itself on a lazy Sunday afternoon.
I'll try and write a bit more about my job here soon.
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