Through the Pack Ice at Almost Sunset

I know I said I would next be posting from Cape Adair, which is now hoving into view, but last evening’s foray through the pack ice after Leonard’s birthday party yielded a harvest of most interesting pics.

As usual on these trips, women fling themselves at Leonard while the rest of us look on and shake our heads. The blond lady here has a most charming French accent and organized a delightful birthday party for Leonard in the small restaurant on Deck 8.

Thereafter we repaired to the Observation Lounge also up top and savored a cognac as we entered the pack ice.

As we are south of the Antarctic Circle the sun never dips below the horizon so one tends to stay up late enjoying the views. Around eleven I headed back down to our cabin on Deck Three and drifted off to sleep to the steady thumping of the pack ice off of the ship’s hull