After the best day ever, the Ocean Adventurer sailed back north overnight to a sheltered bay at the southern end of Brabant Island. When we woke, the weather had turned it on again with a few morning clouds rapidly clearing to a perfectly still and sunny bluebird, with the snow eventually corning up nicely.
The Antarctica Tour Operators Treaty seems to work well despite the increasing number of ships, advanced bookings of Bays and landings meant that we saw only one other boat for the entire time away.
There's only 100 people allowed on land at any time, so the size of our boat was optimal. There are also extremely strict biosecurity rules. No eating or even peeing allowed. And my manky old skins had to be meticulously picked clean and treated with biocide on the voyage over. Even Bill Barker's beard got a workout.