The Polar Star is inching its way across the Drake Passage, with only a few more hours to go before calmer waters. Remarkably, I’ve retained all my meals. This is in part due to the scopalamine patch stuck on my neck. The patch is also to be blamed for my current state of double vision. which is making it hard to read what I’m typing. Maybe i should be looking at money instead. The great storm brewing in the Drake Passage weakened a bit, although I was still able to get some fun video of green water coming over the bow. At this point the schedule seems intact and we will arrive in Ushuaia early in the morning of the 24th. It is hard to leave such a wild part of the world, and the fact that we had no sunrise or sunset light from the South Orkneys and Antarctica Peninsula is a touch disheartening. Long, long days of work left very little time for photography, but I was able to get a few images, which I will share upon my return, along with a few more reflections about the journey.