Well now, it was inevitable that one day it ends. Already more than two months since I left France, while I have the impression of being party yesterday. A new season in Antarctica ends this day as we go back a few hours since the Drake Passage towards Ushuaia. What season and memories; the Humpback Gerlache Strait, the Leopards of sea Pleneau, tabular icebergs in the Weddell Sea, the tens of thousands of penguins in South Georgia or to Baily Head, the light grazing of Neumayer, the blue ice of the Bay Paradise ... Tonight, the colors were pink on Brabant Island glaciers and icebergs all the latest ocher clad who accompanied us on our way north.
But before that, this afternoon there was the mythical, the majestic, legendary Neko Harbour as a last stop. Neko Harbour a way I like: bright sunshine, no wind, wrapped in a beautiful blue sky. I was there right in the middle of the last gentoo penguin chicks of the season, cracking the glacier, the sound of water ...
Some may have noticed, but I come into effect one month before what was originally planned. It must be said that a little last minute change made me shorten my season, I'll tell you in a few days ...
Let me in conclusion, to make way for the Commandant Charcot since we were on his land: "As I look out to sea, the sun goes down gradually, blue tints so varied and fresh iceberg have become more floods, soon dark blue crevasses and cracks only persists, then gradually succeeds with an exquisitely smooth pink tint now and it's so beautiful, that asking me if I dream, I would always dream. It looks like the ruins of a huge and magnificent whole city of the purest marble, dominated by an infinite number of amphitheaters and temples built by powerful architects and divine. The sky becomes a pearl shell which is iridescent, with a confusing without encountering all the colors of nature ... Without my noticing, and the night came when Pleneau, touching my shoulder, I wakes with a start of this contemplation, I wipe a tear for a fact, not of sorrow but of beautiful and powerful emotion. "

The same emotion that I won tonight as the night falls and the Antarctic that I love so much away ...