Emperor penguins lay a single, precious egg and the chick is raised by both parents. In the beginning the parents exchange each other to forage, but when the chicks grow older en bigger, it is very common for both parents to go off to the waters edge of the sea ice to feed. By the time we visited most chicks had formed a crèche and it was very rare to see family scenes like this. On the first frame the single chick in the background is probably awaiting its parents to come back and feed it.
Emperor penguins lay a single, precious egg and the chick is raised by both parents. In the beginning the parents exchange each other to forage, but when the chicks grow older en bigger, it is very common for both parents to go off to the waters edge of the sea ice to feed. By the time we visited most chicks had formed a crèche and it was very rare to see family scenes like this.
I’ve learned a new word when visiting Snow Hill Island: tobogganing. Most penguins use this sledding technique, because for them walking is not the easiest way to move forward.
When they get tired of walking they fall over on their bellies and they toboggan.
They use their feet and wings to slide forward and they can move very fast like that.
And when they want to get up they use their beaks to rise.
A month after hatching the Emperor penguin chicks are encouraged by their parents to walk by themselves. This is necessary because the chicks grow so fast the parents have to forage both at te same time to be able to feed their offspring and themselves. When we visited the chicks were in their adolescent stage, about three months old, and they had formed groups for safety and warmth.
When both parents are off to sea to feed and the weather is good, the chicks are in constant search for their next meal. They follow each other wandering between the many groups of the the Snow Hill Island colony.
The Emperor penguins are incredible creatures, trekking many miles to the waters edge of the sea ice to forage. In this series of three photos they are returning to the colony to feed their awaiting chicks. The Emperors use different techniques to move forward. They walk and when they get tired of walking they fall over on their bellies to toboggan. Tobogganing is faster but they have to be careful not to wear out their belly feathers. We visited in the polar summer and still the ice edge was a solid 6 miles away. I can’t begin to understand how they manage to do this in winter time, when they have to trek for 60 to 70 miles!
After leaving the the dreaded Drake Passage behind us, we had landed in the icy world of the Weddell Sea overnight.
At 06.00 we were awakened by our expedition leader, who apologized for waking us up, but he could imagine that many of us wanted to take pictures outside on deck. I opened our curtains, gobbled for 1 second at the phenomenal view outside our small window and got dressed within a record time of 2 minutes, complete with warm parka and boots, camera strapped around my neck, finding myself outside on deck, witnessing this scene glide by.
What attracts me so much to Antarctica is the silence caused by the absence of human habitation and the beautiful richness of subtle colors. Perhaps you think of white when you think of Antarctica: white ice and white snow. But the sky of this continent is often full of beautiful pastels: yellow, pink, all shades of blue and gray and white. And then there are these different types of ice: glacier types of ice, old ice, new ice, blue ice.
Leaving Ushuaia this was our view from the ship while sailing through the Beagle Channel, heading for Snow Hill Island, Antarctica. The snowcapped mountains in the background are the foothills of the Andes.
Landed in the icy Weddell Sea.
Parked in the ice. Our view from one side of the ship.
Parked in the ice. Our view from the other side of the ship.
The cracks in the sea ice.