Pure fluke

…as we depart Antarctica, a hump back whale waves farewell. We are now northbound direction Argentina, crossing the notoriously rough Drake Passage. 

The silent raw wildness of Antarctica and its breathtaking beauty leaves me elated and without words but at the same time anxious for its future. Will our grandchildren know this majestic continent as we have? 

“…the wild will keep calling forever in your ears. You cannot escape the ‘little voices’” (Frank Wild)