Overnight with the weather being less kind, the captain and crew made their way to Carcass Island . The wind and swell made it too hard even for the tenders to get to land, so we moved on to try to land at West Point, again no joy, so we cruised around and were offered many on board activities: painting, wildlife walking, outdoor gym, food tasting, and knitting and natter.
That evening you could really feel the movement of the ship. Sleeping was difficult and fitful.
Despite the forecast the sun came out. A spectacular last landing at New Island saw us walk up the gentle slope through the tussock grass to see an amazing bird colony, hosting black browed albatross, rock hopper penguins, and Imperial
Cormorants. A lucky few were able to spot one of the three resident Macaroni Penguins in the colony.
There is a museum on the island, hosted by a lovely couple, with some delicate items to buy.
The zodiac back to the ship was tinged with sadness as this would be our last landing like this. Our boots would have to be cleaned and returned.
My little life 