Category: Mawson’s Huts

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Inside Mawson’s Huts

With my heart in my throat, I stepped inside Mawson’s Hut today – the odour of damp wood and time in one’s breath, a strange expansion of space as the interior seemed so large compared with the outside of the structure, subdued light, and the stillness of the place, a...

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Day 2 Thoughts & Opening the Hut (almost)

There’s so much to describe here – it is the most amazingly beautiful place. A few kilometers of bare mid-grey gneissic rock jutting out to sea, rising to a few low hills of shattered stone, swathed in snow and bands of blue ice, some frozen lakes of pure fresh water...

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Rough Seas in the Furious Fifties

Here’s a panorama I shot from the deck above the helipad, the evening before last. The seas were rising and picked up to a 5-6 metre swell – meaning a very uncomfortable night not sleeping as I was tossed around in my bunk. This shot gives an idea – it’s...

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First Day on the High Seas

The day has been bright blue and warm in the sun, as L’Astrolabe passed 47º21S 146º21E (according to my new GPS unit), but starting to get chilly as the evening sets in. I spent much of today lying in my bunk recovering from a dose of avomil – anti-seasickness medication...