Hello! Welcome again to readers of my previous blogs on various subjects and from various locales:
I now present a new diary from a new locale. My latest job has once again taken me to the Southern Hemisphere to an isolated island covered with mountains and glaciers. The differences this time are many, and they will become clear.
I shall be writing for the next 14 months from King Edward Point, by the abandoned whaling station of Grytviken, the erstwhile core of the Southern Ocean whale fishery of the first half of the 20th century. It is also famously the site of the death of Ernest Shackleton, who died a few hundred yard from where I sit, and to whom a memorial is dedicated at the far side of the cove.
The place is beautiful and remote. It's also full of nature, being far less extreme in climate terms than the Antarctic Peninsula, and is home to endemic species and to the most southerly known songbird, the South Georgia pipit. This I hope to record!
Anyway, below is a short summary of my route to the Falkland Islands and onwards to South Georgia.