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Bumping the farthest south

 

Passengers onboard a Russian Icebreaker Break the Record for the Farthest South Ever Reached by a Surface Vessel

Dan Leeth

            A stifling fog shrouds the still, dark Antarctic water.  Flat-topped icebergs loom through the snowflakes and mist on either side of the Russian icebreaker.  Dead ahead, a gap in a jumbled ice wall allows passage into a narrowing inlet.  Cautiously, the Kapitan Khlebnikov creeps forward.

            Second mate Stanislaw Ul’uanov attempts to plot the ship’s course on the admiralty chart, but his position line has reached the map’s southernmost margin.  The vessel is literally sailing off the charts.

            “Ladies and gentlemen, about 30 seconds ago we reached a position of 78 degrees, 40.572 minutes south,” announces Robert Headland, archivist for Britain’s Scott Polar Research Institute.  “We are out of the position where there are reliable soundings.  To avoid touching, the captain is taking precautions.  I’ll keep you informed.”

            The icebreaker, leased by Quark Expeditions, presses southward in an attempt to break the nearly 95-year-old record for Antarctica’s southernmost point reached by a surface vessel.  The existing mark was set February 15, 1911, by the Norwegian ship Fram, which had just dropped off Roald Amundsen’s party for their own record-setting push to be first to the South Pole. 

            Measuring solar angles with a sextant, First-Lieutenant Thorvald Nilsen of the Fram determined their southernmost position to be 78 degrees, 41 minutes.  The Kapitan Khlebnikov, which comes equipped with the far more accurate satellite Global Positioning System (GPS), lies less than half a nautical mile away from the historic milestone.Icebreaker Kapitan Khlebnikov

            Relishing this rare 21st-century opportunity to set a new geographical record, nearly all of the 93 passengers have taken watchful positions around the ship.  The heartiest huddle like penguins outside on the bow.  Others watch from the warmth of the bridge, standing at the windows or lingering by the navigation station where they gaze at the GPS readout.  Its display now shows 78 degrees, 40.656 minutes south.

            The southernmost-by-sea quest caps a 24-day expedition to the seldom-cruised Ross Sea.  Most voyages to the Great White South begin and end in South America, exploring only the northern reaches of the Antarctic Peninsula.  Departing from New Zealand, Quark’s “Great Antarctic Explorers” voyage heads to where explorers Ernest Shackleton and Robert Falcon Scott began their journeys to the South Pole nearly a century ago.  Their historic huts, still stocked with original foodstuffs, remain preserved in Antarctica’s freeze-dried environment.

            Passengers range from retired teachers to working professionals and hail from nine different nations.  All hold a keen interest in Antarctica.  In addition to visiting historic huts and modern science stations, they welcomed the opportunity to march with penguins, search for whales, sidle past sea lions, sail with seals, amble by albatrosses and scope scores of sea birds.  They also helicoptered over icebergs, picnicked on sea ice and partied under the midnight sun atop the Ross Ice Shelf.  Then it was on to the Bay of Whales.

            “This is the closest body of water to the South Pole.  That’s why Amundsen set his base up there in his rush to beat Scott to the pole,” explains Quark executive Prisca Campbell.  “The plans for our trip are to reach the Bay of Whales in optimum weather and ice conditions to break the record.  We think we’ve got the right vessel, and we have a captain with extraordinary expertise and years of experience.”

            Clad in a navy blue sweater, Capitan Victor Vasil’yev, a short, middle-aged Russian with closely cropped hair, stares out a window on the starboard side of the bridge.  A helmsman sits at the wheel in the center.  Second mate Ul’uanov, a lad in his 20s, scurries at the back between the green-glowing radar and the now useless charts.

            “Keep the voices down so the captain can communicate with his officers in this tight navigation,” requests Quark expedition leader Shane Evoy.  “Keep the aisle clear so the navigator can navigate.”

            The GPS numbers slowly rise.  It now reads 78 degrees, 40.728 minutes south – less than half a statute mile short of the record.  Every six feet the ship moves south, the GPS increases by one-thousandth of a minute.
“I almost hope we don't make it,” British passenger Jenny Coverack whispers.  “Maybe it’s better to just let the old record stand.”

            It seems improbable that a 1911 record set by a wooden ship could still stand, but reaching the farthest south is not a reflection of horsepower and willpower.  Instead, it’s governed by the whims of nature.Bay of Whales

            A triangular shelf of ice fed by a string of Antarctic glaciers permanently covers the southernmost 450-600 miles of the Ross Sea.  Called the Ross Ice Shelf, this floating sheet of frozen freshwater covers a 200,000-square-mile area, larger than the state of California.  Its 600-mile front consists of a sheer wall of ice cliffs that poke as much as 200 feet above the water and nearly a thousand feet below.  This is an ice cube no breaker on earth could penetrate.

            The barrier, however, does have one minor break.  Near its eastern edge rises Roosevelt Island, which breaks the glacial flow like a boulder parts water in a stream.  While some of the ice covers the island, much of the rest pushes to one side or the other.  A weakness where the flows rejoin forms a natural breach in the ice wall that varies in magnitude from year to year.  This year, the break looks big.

            Captain Vasil’yev gives an order in his native language, and the helmsman silently makes a slight turn.  The GPS reads 78 degrees, 40.850 minutes – three football fields short of the record.  It seems so close.

            There remains one small problem.  On the ice ahead stands a group of molting Adélie and emperor penguins.  Each year, these flightless birds must replace every feather on their bodies, and during that three-week period, they have to remain out of the water and thus, do not feed.  Reaching 78 degrees, 41 minutes south may require nosing the bow into the penguins’ perch at a time in their lifecycle when these birds should be using stored reserves for making feathers, not dodging icebreakers.

            Evoy and the captain confer in hushed whispers.  An order is given and the ship turns.  Latitude readings begin to recede.

            “Kapitan Khlebnikov achieved the far southern position of 78 degrees, 40.871 minutes.  That is less than the 41 minutes achieved by Amundsen at the southern limit of southern navigation,” Headland announces.  “I do not think that we can say we beat it, but bearing in mind instrumental accuracy, I think we equaled it.  We will now assemble on the bow.”

            On the slushy foredeck, Quark staffers pour champagne.  Headland, whose heady English accent makes him sound like a Harry Potter schoolmaster, repeats his “let’s call it a tie” proclamation.  The mood is jovial.

            “Nobody celebrates failure better than the British,” chuckles New Zealand geologist Malcolm Laird.

            But all is not lost.  The ship anchors for the night near the mouth of the bay, and the next morning, the crew drops Zodiacs into the water.  These inflatable, Jacques Cousteau-style motorboats will allow another attempt at the record for the farthest south by surface vessel.  It may not have the cachet of an oceangoing ship, but a Zodiac is a vessel and it does travel on the surface.

            The fog has lifted, but snowflakes continue to fall and the sky remains stone gray.  Temperatures hover in mid 30s.  Evoy mans the motor and Headland, armed with two portable GPS units, rides near the bow.  Between them sit ten hopeful passengers. 

            The craft planes across the smooth surface toward the inlet cloaked in monochromatic shades of gray and black.  Slabs of ice resemble frozen white cakes snow-draped in vanilla frosting.  Icicles hang like crystal daggers from overhanging ledges.  Cracks, fissures and ephemeral cavities in the ice-shelf walls allow wisps of neon blue light to glow, and teal green luminescence shimmers from just below the waterline.  The Zodiac’s waterline vantage yields an inspiring, intimate view of Antarctica’s stark, imposing grandeur.Checking the GPS

            Three minke whales spout in the smooth water.  Crabeater seals lie on the ice.  Snow petrels fly overhead, their pure white bodies visibly disappearing against the white of the ice.  Ahead, the penguins remain perched on their sloping slab.

            Evoy throttles back and quietly motors in their direction.  At a nonthreatening, 10-yard distance from the birds, he points the rubber bow of the Zodiac toward the wall and thumps into the ice.  Headland looks at the GPS.

            “Ladies and gentlemen,” he proclaims.  “Looking at the instruments aboard this vessel, we have exceeded Amundsen’s farthest south with a position of 78 degrees, 41.030 minutes.  These vessels are thus the farthest south on the planet – ever.”

            Everyone gets a chance to smack the southernmost shore.  Back at the ship, the mood is even more buoyant than before.  It’s February 2, 2006 and a new mark has been set, which Headland will submit to the folks at Guinness.  Of course, the record may fall when the Kapitan Khlebnikov or another icebreaker returns in some future season, but until then, the achievement for southernmost navigation by sea belongs to the folks onboard.  Down in the ship’s bar, the drinks flow.

            Up on the bridge, the ambiance remains sober.  Captain Vasil’yev gives the order to fire the engines and the icebreaker heads north.  It’s the only direction it can go from here.

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Article ran in Roam magazine.