Arriving to Palmer Station


We finally arrived to Palmer Station after what could only be described as a docile crossing of the Drake Passage. We had stellar weather on the way down, which gives me mixed feelings since I both want to truly experience the immense power of the Southern Ocean, but I also don’t want to truly experience the immense power of the Southern Ocean. The Gould is an amazingly well equipped ship that has done the crossing hundreds of times, but because it is so well built (ice-capable), it apparently has a unique corkscrew motion that can make even the most hardened mariner a bit green. But alas, I’ll have to wait until May to really know.

We were greeted by most of the station at the pier, since the LMG not only brings fresh faces, but also fresh food. It had been 6 weeks since the station’s last resupply, and the fresh fruit and veg was starting to wane. It took about a day to unload the ship and the team that disembarked at Palmer spent that time attending orientation and getting settled in. What an amazing place!