Antarctica in winter: only the hardiest remain
It was approaching winter when I voyaged to Antarctica and was lucky enough to set foot on the Antarctic Peninsula and many of its surrounding islands.
Dave and I were on a research expedition ship with a Russian crew and it was late enough in the season to get stuck in pack ice as the temperature plummeted and our eyes narrowed against freezing winds.
Most newborn life had already headed north for the winter so there were only the hardiest species remaining. They don’t see many humans, so the vast majority were trusting enough to get up close and personal with, though the rule is that you let animals come to you, rather than imposing on their personal space.
Here is a glimpse of some of the remaining wildlife as Antarctica approached winter that year: