By Day 8 in Antarctica, I was feeling physically spent and suffering a tad from “wow” fatigue
not to mention… oops, I just did… that I was fighting Montezuma’s revenge. Still, I learned and saw things around Georges Point that, in retrospect, are important to me. For example:
- Eee… the wind. I can’t imagine what the early explores did without truly wind-proof clothing. A wool coat can only do so much and frankly, the winds we experienced were rather wimpy compared to what an Antarctic winter is capable of dishing out.
- I witnessed a rather unusual penguin behavior that, according to one of interpreters, isn’t that uncommon. I witnessed an adult come out of the ocean and find its chick. But rather than simply feeding it, she actually ran away, making the baby take chase, before it finally caught up and was fed. I’m not sure what “making baby work for its meal” is all about from a adaptive perspective
(the penguin equivalent of a “tiger mom?”), but it was fascinating to watch.
- We saw our first chinstrap penguin. It was easy to identify given the strip of black extending under its “chin,” thus the name.
- I loved returning to the ship and being offered a hot hand towel to clean off my hands and face. It felt so good after being in the cold, salt spray in the Zodiacs.