Wendy’s Journal: December 1995

December 12, 1995

Paradise Bay, Antarctica

Fantastic birthday.

8:00am wake up, present from Lena then knock on door and poster from Tomas.

Sun and first landing on the continent—Neko Harbour.

Built a snowman, made an angel, sat on a rock.

So surreal. More of a monument than a place. Happy that we have the sense to protect it. In a more hospitable climate these mountains would be ski runs.

Another touch down on the continent at Paradise Bay. Lay in the snow, gazed at the sky. Watched an iceberg break off. Zodiac ride through cocktail ice.

Argentinean guests to ship for dinner. Yummy lamb with chick peas and sesame sauce. Cake and Champagne.

Sauna & shower. Dried my hair today.

Now finally to sleep. Although it’s still daylight and I like to watch the icebergs passing by my porthole. Tonight we drift, motors will start in the early AM.

The grand show is eternal. It is always sunrise somewhere; the dew is never all dried at once; a shower is forever falling; vapour ever rising. Eternal sunrise, eternal sunset, eternal dawn and gloaming on seas and continents and islands, each in its turn as the earth rolls. And for this I am forever grateful to be alive.”  —John Muir