Sommersaulting icebergs
21st March, 2008S 64º30.126’ W 061º45.966’ Portal Point, Antarctica Today I witnessed a massive iceberg break and virtually summersault in the water. We had taken zodiacs to shore and hiked up a ridge when suddenly a thundering sound echoed around the peaceful snowy bay. The water in the bay was dappled by small clumps of ice and the landscape completely snow covered shrouded in a faint mist. I was shooting, with the sense that I had found one of the “fairytale scenes” that I had hoped to shoot here. (Antarctica as the mythic, fairytale place, now climate change epicentre.) The iceberg completely disrupted the fairytale. I felt a wave of nausea and stopped taking pictures to witness the collapse of something like a city block of ice into water.
Your Dad says hi and I hope your ship doesn ‘t run into any icebergs. I’ll see you in Vermont. (watching computer at friends’s in The Dalles)
Posted by Bill R. Jones on 03/27/08, 1:14 pm