| Datum: | 29.12.2025 |
| Positie: | 54°48.7’S, 068°17.8‘W |
| Wind: | E1 |
| Weer: | Overcast |
| Luchttemperatuur: | +16 |
The day started with a stunning, clear-sky morning in Ushuaia. Wind and rain showers arrived post-boarding.
Embarkation from Ushuaia to the Great White Continent. The day we’ve dreamed of for years has finally begun. Ushuaia, the “End of the World,” greeted us not with its famed winds, but with brilliant, benevolent sunshine. The mountains framing the city stood sharp and clear against a deep blue sky—a perfect send-off.
The morning was a flurry of last-minute preparations and excited reunions with fellow expeditioners. The sight of our ship, Ortelius, was something special. This isn't just a cruise; it’s our ticket to a week of adventure and one-in-a-lifetime experiences. Conversations buzzed with shared excitement about the unique plans: camping on the ice itself, kayaking among bergs, and even some mountaineering. And the promise of ringing in the New Year in this most remote and majestic place hangs in the air like a special secret.
Boarding was smooth, and almost on cue, as we settled into our cabins, the Ushuaia we’d read about announced itself. The wind picked up and brief rain showers pattered on the decks—a gentle reminder of the powerful elements we are entering.
The official shipboard routine commenced with the essential safety briefing and abandon ship drill, a sobering but necessary ritual that reminds us of the seriousness of our journey. This was swiftly followed by the Captain’s Welcome in the lounge. Then, the Expedition Team—our guide and mentors for the coming days—was introduced. Their collective experience, from marine biology to ornithology to polar skills, is very impressive. Almost as impressive as their love for Plankton 😉. We are in good hands.
A lovely dinner allowed us to get to know our tablemates, all sharing stories of how we came to be here.
We spent the post-dinner hours wrapped warmly on an outer deck. The evening light was sublime. The landscape slowly unfolded, and then the wildlife arrived as if on cue. Magellanic penguins porpoise in the distance. Sea lions lounged on rocky islets. The true highlight came as pods of Dusky dolphins, joined our procession. They danced in our bow wave and alongside the pilot boat. It felt like the perfect escort from the natural world.
As we approached the eastern end of the channel, the protective land walls began to fall away. The ship’s motion subtly changed; the rolling swell of the great Southern Ocean made itself known.
The anticipation is palpable. Ahead of us: the Drake Passage, then the ice, the silence, the adventure of camping on the Seventh Continent, and the dawn of a New Year unlike any other. The journey has truly begun.