In the early hours of yesterday morning, a large chunk of an ice-tongue to the East of station broke free and slid into the water. It seems we were all asleep and missed the spectacle, although some recall hearing a rumbling at about the right time.
There are slabs of sea-ice washed up onto the rocks in the corner of East Bay, and a couple of new tide-cracks, according to the many who travelled over to have a very careful look. The sounds of crumbling, groaning, and cracking were noted as "ice-cubes the size of cars" find a comfortable position in the wreckage of sea-ice, around the edges of the huge blocks larger than some of the adjacent islands.
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These photos courtesy of Dave Morrison.
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