I fell into a deep dark, anti-nausea-meds-induced sleep, feeling the gentle roll of the ship ever so slightly as we chugged along. When I woke up, the gentle roll had changed to a still subtle rock; the seas had increased minimally, but I still wondered what the Drake Passage would have in store for us. It takes a bit over 24 hours to travel through the Straits of Magellan and out around Cape Horn, where the Southern Ocean infamously converges, squeezing together massive quantities of water until it has nowhere to go but up, forming large swells.
The big tasks for the day include: build a plankton splitter from PVC and a bucket, build a camera platform with which to take pictures of the critters we catch, build racks in which we can put and carry 1.5 to 3 liter bottles of water and finally, to type up some data sheets and protocols. While the tasks at hand occupy my mind, there are the ever-growing seas under foot, bringing wave upon wave of expectancy and curiosity: how rough is this going to get?
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| Albatross follow the LMG as we steam along. |
- Karen
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