If you’ve been reading some of my previous posts about my trip to Antarctica you’ll know that the weather was a little disappointing while I was there. Not necessarily in the way you’re probably imagining. Let me explain…
For the entire duration of our trip we’ve had mostly blue skies and bright sunshine. Which normally should be great, but when you’re traveling to Antarctica, a part of you really expects drama when it comes to weather. You’re expecting heavy seas while you’re crossing the Drake Passage (considered one of the worst places on Earth to sail through). You’re expecting low hanging clouds that make everything look moody andÂ forbidden. You’re expecting to pay some sort of price for being allowed to reach such a remote place.
We got almost none of that, but when you do a lot of travel photography you learn to go with the flow and do the best with what Mother Nature has on offer. So that’s what we did, shooting mostly against the sun, embracing the flares the sun was throwing at us and being happy the light was reflected everywhere because of everything being so white.
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