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We were going to pass a ship that Louise, our kayak guide, sister was serving on board.  We got up on the deck, waved and blew our ship’s horn as we could see her waving from the bridge.  Louise was waving the Norway flag to her sister.

Louise is in the blue coat pointing at her sister, unfortunately blocking her face in the photo.

The cemetery where Shackelton is buried.

Our historian guide, Phil, stands next to Shackelton’s grave as we make a toast to “The Boss”.

For over fifty years Grytviken was the hub of the South Atlantic whaling industry.  It’s amazing to me that people could be so arrogant to believe they could keep killing whales and think it was an endless supply.  This was a huge facility at it’s prime.

There was a cool museum where you could  buy souvenir gifts and post cards.  Ron had been writing his postcards and getting them ready for mailing while on the ship.  Everyone who saw Ron’s postcards couldn’t believe how much he could cram onto a card.  Anyone who has received a postcard from Ron knows he likes to get his money’s worth out of them by filling them up as much as possible.

In the museum where photos of them processing whales at the station, really horrible stuff.

The Grytviken whaling plant closed in the early 1960s and the Japanese leased the facility for another 1.5 years before they found they could not run it profitably anymore since the whales were so few, above is a poster showing the different “uses” for the different parts of the whale.

The hockey stick shaped knives that they used to peel off the blubber and meat of the whale.

This was a simple business letter that Shackelton signed shortly before his death of a heart attack.

When we returned to the ship they had an outdoor BBQ lunch served on the front bow.

Jamie, our camping guide and Shanti, our biologist.

Nick and Chalese                                         Hannah, our ship’s bartender and Ron

Cecily is an expat in Buenos Aires like us!                                         Hennie and Pete

It was a little cold and some sudden wind gusts had everyone grabbing onto dishes so they wouldn’t fly off the ship.