Wednesday, December 12Today we awoke... in the Falklands!
I have been dying to visit the Falkands for years, but getting there is nearly impossible - for years the only flights have been on Shabbos, and were eye-wateringly expensive. So when we found out that we were being diverted to the Falklands for fuel (see
Dan's TR for the entire saga), a small part of me was pretty excited. Of course we all knew this would cost us a day or more of Antarctica, but at least we're going to a place that even experienced travelers rarely get to.
Today's schedule:
After a very early Shachris and breakfast, we disembarked the ship onto waiting buses:
First stop - Gypsy Cove.See those black specks on the beach? First penguin sighting of the trip!
(And yes, those two pictures were taken from the same exact spot. The power of a good zoom lens!)
The weather was absolutely lovely, and between the beautiful vegetation and the color of that water, we may as well have been on a tropical island.
MOAR PENGUINS:
This guy has built a burrow right along the pathway:
Throughout the trip we'd end up seeing four different species of penguins - Chinstrap, Gentoo, Adélie, and the ones here, Magellanic:
Unfortunately we couldn't get any closer to the beach, because, you know, land mines. There are still thousands of them left over from the 1982 Falklands War, and while the British have been at work clearing them for years, more keep on getting washed ashore by the surf:
Some pretty cool rock formations, looking inland:
Lovely vegetation:
This little stretch of rocky shoreline held an incredible variety of bird life, so I was in bird watching heaven. All of those pictures were taken from maybe a 50-food stretch.
Dark-faced ground-tyrant:
One of my favorite pictures of the trip, a singing grass wren:
This long-tailed meadowlark refused to peek out from behind that tuft of grass:
Courting rock shags (AKA Magellanic cormorant):
Nestling black-capped night heron:
Another dark-faced ground-tyrant:
Black-capped night heron collecting nesting material:
Nesting rock shags:
Dan:
DAN!
Batchy doing... something:
Some more cool formations:
Batchy shooting some birds:
Black-chinned siskin:
After a couple of hours at Gypsy Cove, we had a short drive to Walebone Cove and its many wrecks:
See the machinery, tent, and dude in red and orange on the top of the hill? That's a mine-clearing operation:
After a quick visit we headed back into town, where most people headed off to shop or explore the museum.
@bgfbgfbhgf, on the other hand, went around looking for a print shop so he can print a Tanya in the Falklands for the very first time. It took over a year, but the project was finally finished last week:
While the group went to town (literally, not euphemistically), Dick Filby and I decided to go to the fields behind the town to look for rare birds. Dick was the ship's ornithologist - AKA bird scientist - so this was gonna be an adventure.
If you look at a map of Stanley you'll see that town is basically a long, narrow strip on a hillside. We climbed that hill, and after two or three streets we had passed through the entire place.
Official government vehicle:
Fascinating display about the island's whaling past that really puts the size of whales into perspective. That's an actual whale backbone in the background:
Killer whale (orca) skull:
Dick Filby and a sperm whale skull. Ridiculous how gigantic this is:
Found some birds! First one we saw was the rare ruddy-headed goose:
This rufous-chested dotterel was displaying for his mate:
Dick and his spotting scope:
An austral thrush on the way back to town:
The view from the top of the hill - the entire place is basically a sleepy British village:
We got back to the main road before most of the crowd, and were soon joined by the owner of our expedition company and Stephen Harper. We had a great conversation, Harper telling me how he's long been fascinated by Yiddish but only knew a few phrases. He asked me how to say certain things and then practiced with me.
In all honesty it was somewhat surreal. If you had asked me a year earlier what I'd be doing in a year from now. "standing on a street corner in the Falklands teaching a former Canadian Prime Minister Yiddish" would
not have been my answer. Life is weird sometimes.
Photo credit
@chff :
I had some time afterwards to run into a store for souvenirs, and then it was back on the ship.
Not a passport stamp I ever expected to get:
Lunch today was pan-seared halibut, tomato provencal, and basmati rice:
Goodbye Falklands:
Couple of orcas:
Land drifting beneath the horizon. Next time we'll see land will be in Antarctica!
After lunch Dan gave his first CC seminar:
Dinner:
Don't mess with the Guardian of the Wine:
We were now in the Drake Passage, and luckily for us, so far it wast the Drake Lake and not the Drake Shake:
Southern giant-petrel diving for some fish:
Kiddush Levana:
Participant Avrumi S. broke out a box of cigars, and the group spent hours on the deck, schmoozing deep into the night.
Batchy and our caterer Shua:
Eventually, in twos and threes, we all drifted back inside and to bed.