After many farewells in the morning, it
finally came time to disembark. I haven’t had the time to reflect yet on what an
exhilarating journey it’s been, but I’m missing Antarctica already. I’ve met
some amazing people on this trip, many whom I will be keeping in contact with.
Jason and I spent a relatively slow day
photographing in Ushuaia. We hired a local guide to take us up a nature
reserve, where he spent hours laying happily belly down on the wet forest floor
shooting macros of moss and fungi. I switched
off my camera-mind for the most part, and just savoured the sensation of being
back on solid ground, and the earthy smells of a wet forest.
I enjoyed today immensely, as I had Jason mostly to
myself and I could ask any questions that popped into my head. He told me about
his start as a zoologist and how that gradually morphed into a career in
photography. We chatted about our families, and how our lives influence our
images, or vice versa. I liked learning what is and how to be a photographer,
one that doesn’t just take from their subjects, but knows when and how to give
back as well.
