|Godthul, S. Georgia with the Ortelius in the bay|
|The metal container is in the background|
Standing on, and walking around in, the bones was exceedingly creepy to me. I had the same my-skin-is-crawling feeling all the time that I had at Elsehul, and as a result I found it difficult to enjoy this landing, despite the fact there was some wildlife. Another challenge was the beach is quite small and was therefore quite crowded, so I could not go anywhere without other people, unlike most landings.
|An innocent elephant seal pup surrounded by whale bones|
I could not look anywhere and not see bones. I walked a little ways up into the tussock grass, which was hard to walk on. Fur seals seemed to enjoy sleeping on tussocks, lazily barking if approached.
There was a small colony of Gentoo penguins, some of which already had eggs which would hatch in a few months.
I found this landing too depressing and too crowded to enjoy. It was staggering to me that once again, man had left his trash behind when he had finished decimating the wildlife. It was hard to imagine - after all these years no one had cleaned up after them either. Permanent litter, at the far end of the earth. Disgusting.
|A fur seal on a tussock|
|A trio of weaner pups, amid bones of murdered whales|
|A Gentoo egg|
|A mated pair of Gentoos peers into their nest|