A Gift from the Gods

This photograph was taken in Paradise Harbour from the Zodiac . We had just left our very brief landing on Duthiers Point, our one and only official contact with the continent. The Zodiac driver was running the motor full throttle to ferry us back as fast as humanly possible so the hundreds of others would have their chance while the weather held.

My body was bouncing up and down so hard that I thought my organs would disconnect. The probability of shooting anything seemed impossible. I had come thousands of miles to capture the majesty before me and now it seemed the moment would be lost. I kept the camera close to my eye and shot like a crazy anyway. Suddenly, we whipped right past one of those corrugated icebergs (my own unscientific handle for them). My finger must have been pushed by the pressure of all of the jostling: I thought I had missed it.

Every once in a while a free gift is thrown in with all of the trash. When I downloaded the day's catch, I was delighted to find my iceberg.