THE ANTARCTIC PENINSULA – Exactly 22 hours after leaving Ushuaia, Argentina, which calls itself “the end of the world,” the expedition ship Fram reached the Southern Ocean, which circles Antarctica — the real end of the world.The captain’s P.A. announcement interrupted the lecture on that frozen continent’s ecology, but the passengers cheered. For me, and for every passenger I asked, reaching Antarctica had been an impossible dream. Until we realized we could do it, almost as simple as booking a cruise.Almost.[caption id="attachment_7308" align="alignright" width="300"]
A view of the Fram Photo: TheNews/Robert N. Jenkins[/caption]When we reached the Southern Ocean — the water temperature dropped an astonishing 7 degrees when we entered that continental current — the Norwegian Fram was little more than halfway to our first trip ashore. That meant we might be facing another night and day like the first one — grabbing for corridor handrails or the backs of chairs to brace against the exaggerated rolling of the ship in what can be the planet’s most hostile 600 miles of sea.But our progress also meant we were that much closer to a continent so massive that if you put the United States on top of Antarctica, there would be more than a million and a half square miles still not covered. Meanwhile, the United States would be sitting on ice more than a mile and a half thick.We’d be landing in early summer — when the temperature climbs to freezing only one of our four days there. We could barely wait.Our patience was tested the next morning while still approaching: The ship motored into a mini-blizzard whose tiny snowflakes turned to sleet so thick the Fram seemed fogbound. The deck became slippery with snow.However, once the ship passed the storm and reached the islands off the peninsula, the 122 passengers understood what Dorothy felt as she opened the farmhouse door: We found ourselves under a brilliant blue sky in a majestic land, its horizons defined by mountains and perennial winter.All around us were huge granite peaks whose jagged outlines were softened by thick coats of snowdrift. Icebergs glistened pearly white or an eerie neon turquoise, or both. Irregular clangs and chungs sounded throughout the 373-foot-long ship as its hull plowed through drift ice, remnants of building-sized icebergs still within view.We could see penguins leaping above the surface of the clear sea for fractions of a second before darting ahead, underwater. The eight-day voyage had become an expedition. And on expeditions there are often surprises.“All stated times and activities are changeable due to weather conditions, or other circumstances out of our control,” the daily agenda reminded passengers. That’s why the captain slowed the Fram in order to trail three fin whales on Day Three. And that’s why the much-awaited scenic cruise in the eight-passenger landing boats was canceled both on the night of Day Five and the following morning. As we swarmed the three observation decks to stare at a monster slab of ice a mile or so in front of the bow, the captain explained over the P.A.: “Well, this is what happens when a 500-meter-wide iceberg enters a 550-meter-wide channel. We cannot send in the little boats because they must always be near the big ship. We will turn and go the long way to the other end of the Lemaire Channel. And tomorrow, we will see if the iceberg has taken a holiday somewhere else.”[caption id="attachment_7310" align="aligncenter" width="1024"]
Penguins in front of an iceberg Photo: TheNews/Robert N. Jenkins[/caption]But the next morning the iceberg had not moved on, thus canceling one of two scheduled landings on Day Six, a day that dawned as bleak as our collective mood became.On expeditions, however, surprises happen. So, the layers of gray clouds suddenly blew away to reveal another sunny day. Said the assistant expedition leader, Ina Schau Johansen: “If we get a third day like this, then don’t ever come back here, because we will never get it this good again.’’She wasn’t joking. On the voyage preceding ours, the passengers had had only two hours of sunlight during their four days of landings.But on this, our sunny third day, in place of the canceled small-boat cruise of the seven-mile-long Lemaire Channel, everyone could get a sightseeing trip in the craft among icebergs large and small.A favorite image: a single Gentoo penguin on a sizable but flat-topped ’berg floating near the Fram. Although we had already viewed, photographed and videoed thousands of the little critters in our previous landings, just one Gentoo at sea was special.[caption id="attachment_7311" align="alignright" width="300"]
A photo of another cruise ship stopping to photograph penguins. Photo: TheNews/Robert N. Jenkins[/caption]When two boats had stopped for photos, then left, this penguin had wandered in their direction and dove into the water. Was it trying to follow the boats? Not likely. Penguins are seabirds, meaning they come to land only to breed, so this one most likely had just been resting while looking for a meal.Because Antarctica wildlife is protected, passengers were repeatedly told to keep at least five meters away from the penguins and their “highways” — the narrow paths they create as they waddled between nest and sea to eat.Penguins won’t nest directly on snow, lest the cold prevent their eggs from hatching. Instead, the mature birds will even climb steep hills to find a bare rock on which to create their nests. The construction materials are pebbles and small rocks the male carries, one at a time, in his beak. The guy with the coolest rock nest gets the girl. After she lays an egg, they take turns sitting on it, while the other penguin goes to the sea to feed.The nesting penguin must guard the egg from the attacks of a chicken-sized bird named the skua. If they get the chance, skuas will peck at and break the egg, slurping up the contents. The penguins have no defense other than to continually stay atop the egg.Once the chicks hatch, usually starting in January, the skuas will try to kill and chew on them — a scene the Fram passengers did not witness but which was clear in the BBC’s Frozen Planet series, which was looping on our cabin TVs.Something they don’t mention in those wildlife documentaries is that as cute as penguins are, their rookeries, or nesting colonies, stink. Nope, no other word for the smell.The penguins’ chief food is a tiny creature named krill. But penguins only partially digest the krill and then poop where ever they happen to be. During breeding and chick-rearing times, the penguins spend most of their time in the rookeries. That ammonia, rotten-fish smell is another instance when Antarctica will take your breath away.But deep snow to trudge (we often broke through the crust, going knee-deep), hills to climb, the stench — I even got dive-bombed by one skua being chased by another — are mere annoyances compared to the excitement of being near the rookeries. Just watching the penguins waddle along from side to side, or slide on their bellies down hills, or hop over some impediment brought smiles from everyone.Originally, I didn’t think our time ashore would be so rewarding. On the first landing, the 32-mph wind dropped the wind-chill to minus 28, or 60 degrees below freezing. Dense clouds hid the sun.[caption id="attachment_7312" align="alignright" width="263"]
Passengers of the Fram Photo: TheNews/Robert N. Jenkins[/caption]On the days when the weather and landscape were most challenging, or when we plowed through 30-foot waves, I would feel embarrassed to step into either of the Fram’s elevators. In each was a five-foot-tall headshot of one or the other of Norway’s most famed polar explorers, Roald Amundsen and Fridtjof Nansen.Each had sailed on wooden ships named the Fram — Norwegian for “forward.’’ In the photographs, each man looked out with a weather-worn face and hard eyes. I felt they were challenging me for daring to come to Antarctica in so much comfort.Those men, and other explorers from more than a century earlier, came in too-fragile sailing ships, wearing animal skins over woolen clothes, without my ship’s redundant engines, and satellite links, without at least three hot entrees at every meal, without hot showers.Those explorers were more than just courageous and hearty souls — they were risking their lives. And many of them lost that gamble. So, finally, I felt privileged to have barely sampled what they had chosen to endure for months on Antarctica. Its magnificence does that to you.
HOW TO GET THERE
The tourism season to Antarctica runs from November into late March. Several companies operate ships from the southern tip of South America to Antarctica, sometimes also calling at the Falkland and South Shetland islands.Trips most often leave from Ushuaia, Argentina, which can be reached via a 3-hour flight from Buenos Aires. The voyages last from just over a week up to a month. Fares generally run from about $500 to more than $1,000 per day, not counting the airfare to Buenos Aires. The flight to Ushuaia generally is included in the price of the fare; after offering a town tour to its passengers following the voyage, the Fram even charters a jet for their return to Buenos Aires.
ABOUT THE FRAM
Launched in May 2007 by the Norwegian coastal voyages line Hurtigruten, Fram was designed to be an “expedition’’ vessel. Indeed, the name Fram is Norwegian for “forward," and it was the name of two wooden-hulled sailing ships of a century ago. The modern vessel sails the polar regions of Greenland, Norway and Antarctica.The 353-foot-long ship carries a maximum of 318 passengers in 128 cabins. The six largest suites have balconies on the stern. The next two largest of the seven cabin categories include a double bed (or two singles), a love seat and comfortable reading chair, plus a writing desk and chair, and plenty of storage space.Inside cabins include pull-down beds from the walls. All cabins have mini-refrigerators, as well as TVs offering a few movie channels, the BBC and CNN. Cabin and bathroom lighting is excellent, including tiny spotlights for reading in bed. The bathrooms are snug, with a semi-circular shower.The single restaurant, two lecture rooms, casual sitting area, Internet café, and bistro — with its free coffee, tea and freshly baked goods — are on one deck.A ship-wide observation lounge, with two 85-power spotting scopes and a dozen specially padded observation chairs, is on the top deck. This lounge also includes the ship’s bar and a dance floor, and it is the largest space for social gatherings.There also are outdoor observation areas on three decks.True to Scandinavia, the Fram has two saunas. There are also two outdoor Jacuzzis and a small fitness area but no pool — this is a polar-going ship. It offers free use of six computers; Internet plans are also for sale.All breakfasts and lunches and about half of the dinners are buffet style. While these meals always had at least three hot entrees and plenty of cold cuts, cheeses and cold fish selections, the table-service dinners offered a choice of just two appetizers.
Freelance writer Robert N. Jenkins is the former traveleditor of the Tampa Bay (Florida) Times. His four e-books are illustrated anthologies of earlier articles. They are available at Amazon Kindle, Barnes & Noble Nook and Smashwords sites.