We had been sailing in open ocean, free from obstacles or friction.

I was jolted awake by several impacts as the vessel pounded raw Antarctic ice.

It was 11pm and we had hit the ice pack.

I jumped out of bed and grabbed the camera.

Ice islands as far as the eye could see.

It looks like the molten surface of another world, a frozen world, maybe one of Jupiter’s or Saturn’s many moons.

It may as well be another planet.  Cold and hostile.

I look at my watch 11.07pm.  It is correct. The sun is up and shining bright.

Now, this IS Antarctica.

I started filming.

(I will upload some of my own image once the technology allows, but in the meantime this will give you an idea)

The ice pack

image courtesy of http://www.hamilton.edu/