Gypsy Cove – Where Penguins Outnumber Landmines (And That’s Saying Something)
Woke up to a wind chill that could freeze your eyebrows off: 35 °F with a gale that made the ship rock like it was auditioning for a pirate movie. “Holy moly” doesn’t even cover it—we layered up like we’re preparing for the apocalypse, chugged coffee, and eyed the Zodiac dock like it was a … More Gypsy Cove – Where Penguins Outnumber Landmines (And That’s Saying Something)




