4-10th December. FINALLY, I MADE IT TO JACK'S HUT
G’Day all,
Well, at last, I have gotten to stay at Jack’s. This is the only hut to date I have not stayed at.
Had a FABULOUS weekend. Once again it was John, Chris, Andrew and I.
I had the best ride down. In fact I will go as far as saying it was the best quad ride I have had all year! It wasn’t the most fun I have had, but it was an awesome ride. The weather was warm, the wind was zero, the visibility was good and the scenery was amazing. I toodled along stopping often to take photos. I hardly have words to describe the view as I traveled along. The ocean and the bergs stretched on forever. There were broken bits and bergy bits and sun lighting up some bergs while others remained dull. It was the most beautiful site. The clouds were numerous and wild while some open blue patches still remained. It was just amazing. It was like, how many different colours and shades of clue are there? I simply haven’t the words I am afraid to convey it all. You had to be there. I was looking at this scene and even to me, being there, it didn’t look real. It was like an Impressionist painting. Never have I seen a site like it. The camera really doesn’t capture it, but it does allow me remember the splendor.
Jacks Hut sits high on a rocky moraine line directly above the ocean. It is a great spot. It is the holiday house of all the huts. Once at Jacks we headed down to the sea ice for a walk. It is really thin and I doubt it will last another week. All sea ice travel by vehicle is now banned because it is too dangerous to risk traveling on it. We walked along the edge and stopped to watch the melt in progress. A cliff has started collapsing. We sat on the ice for ages watching as ice and rocks broke away and smashed to the ground. It was pretty cool sitting there watching this site. These rocks have taken hundreds or even thousands of years of being pushed by the glacier from the summit of Antarctica to reach the final cliff edge and here we sat watching them break away and fall. How cool is that? Nowhere else in the world could you watch that happen. Even down here it is a site few would ever witness.
We continued our walk and stopped at some stalagmites then some really pretty ice formations. Then we headed back to the quads at the ice edge. A lone seal had popped out of a huge a hole close by so we wandered over to say hello. She was fast asleep. Closer inspection revealed what appeared to be some heavy fighting wounds. It was a recent attack. The wounds were still bleeding. But they weren’t too bad, so she would be fine in a day or two. We left her to rest in peace.
Back at Jacks we got out the wine and cheese and nibblies. Then had dinner, and drank and chatted well into the night. I woke with a shocking hangover, took my coffee out on the rocks and sat – with sunnies on because my eyes hurt – and took in the scenery. It was lovely. Mind you, it was past noon at this stage! Not long after we packed up and headed home. I had a great ride back – hooned all the way!
The ship has now left Hobart and is steaming towards us. It was four days late in leaving, so is due at Casey somewhere around the 1st January now. Hopefully they will do their best to make up as much time as they can and I won’t be home much later than the original schedule.
I can’t wait to see Max, my dog and also my mates in Hobart. It will be good to finally get home.
OK, till next week.
Have a good one
Trace :o]
Well, at last, I have gotten to stay at Jack’s. This is the only hut to date I have not stayed at.
Had a FABULOUS weekend. Once again it was John, Chris, Andrew and I.
I had the best ride down. In fact I will go as far as saying it was the best quad ride I have had all year! It wasn’t the most fun I have had, but it was an awesome ride. The weather was warm, the wind was zero, the visibility was good and the scenery was amazing. I toodled along stopping often to take photos. I hardly have words to describe the view as I traveled along. The ocean and the bergs stretched on forever. There were broken bits and bergy bits and sun lighting up some bergs while others remained dull. It was the most beautiful site. The clouds were numerous and wild while some open blue patches still remained. It was just amazing. It was like, how many different colours and shades of clue are there? I simply haven’t the words I am afraid to convey it all. You had to be there. I was looking at this scene and even to me, being there, it didn’t look real. It was like an Impressionist painting. Never have I seen a site like it. The camera really doesn’t capture it, but it does allow me remember the splendor.
Jacks Hut sits high on a rocky moraine line directly above the ocean. It is a great spot. It is the holiday house of all the huts. Once at Jacks we headed down to the sea ice for a walk. It is really thin and I doubt it will last another week. All sea ice travel by vehicle is now banned because it is too dangerous to risk traveling on it. We walked along the edge and stopped to watch the melt in progress. A cliff has started collapsing. We sat on the ice for ages watching as ice and rocks broke away and smashed to the ground. It was pretty cool sitting there watching this site. These rocks have taken hundreds or even thousands of years of being pushed by the glacier from the summit of Antarctica to reach the final cliff edge and here we sat watching them break away and fall. How cool is that? Nowhere else in the world could you watch that happen. Even down here it is a site few would ever witness.
We continued our walk and stopped at some stalagmites then some really pretty ice formations. Then we headed back to the quads at the ice edge. A lone seal had popped out of a huge a hole close by so we wandered over to say hello. She was fast asleep. Closer inspection revealed what appeared to be some heavy fighting wounds. It was a recent attack. The wounds were still bleeding. But they weren’t too bad, so she would be fine in a day or two. We left her to rest in peace.
Back at Jacks we got out the wine and cheese and nibblies. Then had dinner, and drank and chatted well into the night. I woke with a shocking hangover, took my coffee out on the rocks and sat – with sunnies on because my eyes hurt – and took in the scenery. It was lovely. Mind you, it was past noon at this stage! Not long after we packed up and headed home. I had a great ride back – hooned all the way!
The ship has now left Hobart and is steaming towards us. It was four days late in leaving, so is due at Casey somewhere around the 1st January now. Hopefully they will do their best to make up as much time as they can and I won’t be home much later than the original schedule.
I can’t wait to see Max, my dog and also my mates in Hobart. It will be good to finally get home.
OK, till next week.
Have a good one
Trace :o]
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