Excited. Trip out to Cape Evans today.
This is where Robert Falcon Scott built his hut during his South Pole traverse expedition. A prodigious feat.
21 of us loaded up all our gear and jumped into the back of delta Dawn for the 1.5 hour trip out.
We stopped along the way because of a seal sighting. She'd popped up from a hole and seemed to be basking on the sea ice under the bright sun. We noticed a small blood trail and think she is about to give birth. Out came the SLR!
The landscape is incredibly vast, it's pure beauty. I tried to capture some shots to really reflect this. Words don't seem to do it justice. Hopefully I can portray it in photography.
I was snap happy and took around 300 shots throughout the day. Hopefully I can sell a couple once I return. Earning a buck or two will help pay for my thousand dollar lens!
Scott's hut was extraordinary, but at the same time a little eerie. It felt like we were somehow disturbing the past. Entering what should now be left to rest. It was a once in a lifetime experience though that I'll never forget. The detail is just amazing. Preserved. It's like Scott, Ponting, Bowers, Wilson and co will be returning for "a warm brew" any minute now.
The tins of pure preserved cabbage sit patiently on the shelf. The mugs lay rusted but ordered on the wall. The lantern on the table waits the striking of a match.
Now this one's for those teachers that punish students for scribbling on their bunks whilst on school camp.
Unbelievably there is an inscription on a bunk from RW Richards. Written above his bedding reads;
August 14, losses to date...
On individual lines below it lists those that have perished on this expedition. He even marks down Shackeltons name with a question mark next to it.
An astonishing find.
I feel incredibly privileged.
