I hope your Christmas and New Year festivities went well. As we head into February, it dawned on me that Christmas seems like months ago. I don’t know what you all think, but time seems to fly as we age. We may count time differently or fill our lives with lots of activities, I don’t know what it is, but December and January went by in a flash. People often ask how do you keep up as you’re always doing something. I don’t think about it, and I would probably think something was wrong if my calendar wasn’t overflowing. I love catching up with friends and family and, of course, travelling. This brings me to our next big adventure and the possibilities for a cosy murder mystery.
We are heading to Antarctica. This has been my husband’s dream and is finally coming to fruition. He’s a fantastic photographer and usually spends his time at the racetrack photographing racing cars. He also has an eye for capturing impossible images, so I know before we even get on the MS Fram expedition ship that he will be in photographer’s paradise as he captures nature through the lens.
Me, well, I love nature also, but my photography skill isn’t great. I’m what they call a happy snapper. I’m more than happy with the snaps I take with my phone, so I’ll leave the great shots for my husband. I’m pretty sure the pristine environment of Antarctica, the wonders of Patagonia and living on a ship with a group of like-minded adventurers for twenty-six days will get the creative juices flowing and keep me busy penning a new story.
While at the gym this morning, slogging away on the rowing machine—writers sit too long, so yours truly likes to work out three or four times a week to help keep the body fit—the big screen in front of me was showing an inspirational film on snowboarders and skiers. How do they perform some of those manoeuvres? Mind-boggling! Anyway, I transgress. We love snow. We live in a hot climate, so snow doesn’t happen here in Adelaide (South Australia) —which isn’t entirely true. On odd occasions, when the temperature plummets, we get a sprinkle at Mt Lofty (710m – 2,330ft), the highest point in Adelaide.
The snow rarely settles, though, but many Adelaideans’ may never see snow, so they travel to Mt Lofty to touch it. We get our snow fix on holiday. We’ve visited ski resorts in the Victorian snow fields where the season is short, and snow is hit or miss. We’ve skied in Austria and Canada. The best trip so far was Scandinavia in the winter. There was so much snow we were indeed in a winter wonderland. So you wonder why I’m waffling about skiing when I started talking about Antarctica? Snow, a glass of mulled wine, a notebook, and a story is born. The winter scenes on the video this morning have already got the creative juices flowing, and I can’t wait to see how our adventure trip tips me into story mode.
Needless to say, I’ll be giving a full report on Antarctica with pictures compliments of Peter Knights, photographer extraordinaire.
Until then, stay safe.
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