The Artist and I go in together. Along the way penguins have moved in behind us, cutting off the beach and making us move off the easy gravel into the crusty snow. The wind really bites now, I have my camera stuffed inside the Mustang Suit which cannot close over it, but I manage. Passing others, we advise them of the departure order and soon all but two are at the pier. This is OK tho', as the Zodiac has been waiting to depart the ship, needing a radar fix to be made first so that the ship can guide them in.
Visibility is down greatly and the winds are up.
The water looks the same so far. This will change. I have been thinking of another problem, I have the only working radio. I am not staying. I need to give it to someone who is.