This is not a landscape that many of us are accustomed to. It’s jagged, cold, and seemingly desolate. Icebergs the size of cars, trailers, houses, and buildings huddle together in the frigid waters of the southern ocean. It’s thousands of years of history, all of it floating and melting. This is how stories are lost - they melt away and are carried away by the currents and tides. As we end our week, hopefully to go out and enjoy nature, I hope we all think about what our responsibility is to this planet. To care for it, to accept our impact, and to minimize our footprint.
A field of ice floating off the Western Antarctic Peninsula at dusk.