For some reason I was expecting low islands, grassy with snow patches, in this most northern part of the Antarctic peninsula, but no! It's full on, glaciers, icebergs, deep snowfields right down to the water. Our ocean passage through the Drake Passage, about 80 hours, was generally fairly calm but for the last day was rather boisterous, a vomit passage for some, a far cry from what the Drake can offer, but as we approached the continent the waves moderated, the sky slowly cleared, a humpback whale broached dramatically off our beam, and incredible views developed all around. We arrived in the evening and anchored in a snug cove surrounded by snow (see photo), with a few penguins, seals, and birds. It is a very magical place! Today, more motoring, some hiking, whale watching.