We picked a really warm, sunny day with hardly any wind to go up on top of the bridge to work on the HAM antenna.  It was only about ten below zero but we were out there a long time and I needed my blue ski mask to keep from getting frostbitten.

As the ship moves along the broken ice often tips up on its side along the side of the ship.  My job was to measure how thick it was every hour.  The red ball, hung on a rope down near the surface of the ice, is exactly two feet across, so it looks like this ice was about eight feet thick, wouldn't you say?  Oh, and the water under the ice?  About nine thousand feet deep.

Here is the land of the Antarctic continent.  You can see the mountains at Cape Adare, with sea ice and some open stretches of water called polynyas (pole-een-ya).  Here the sun never got any lower than the tops of the mountains and was up 24 hours a day.

These guys were scooting along on their bellies, diving into the water and swimming around catching fish for dinner.  There were actually about 20 but most of them were already in the water.