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Chapter 15<br />

The Isl<strong>and</strong> of South Georgia: Summer<br />

<strong>and</strong> Autumn, l951-52<br />

Royal Bay, South Georgia<br />

O<br />

ne of the Dependencies of the Falkl<strong>and</strong> Isl<strong>and</strong>s, South Georgia lies in the<br />

South Atlantic Ocean between latitudes 53° 50' <strong>and</strong> 55° S. <strong>and</strong> longitudes<br />

35° 50' <strong>and</strong> 38° 15' W. The isl<strong>and</strong> is about 120 miles long from northwest<br />

to south-east <strong>and</strong> its greatest breadth is under thirty miles: it is heavily<br />

glaciered with an indented coastline <strong>and</strong> a backbone of high mountains rising to<br />

some 10,000 ft. We had sailed x miles, taking<br />

On 14 March, 1951, at 9.30 am the John Biscoe tied up alongside the F/F<br />

Southern Venturer at Leith Harbour, in Stromness Bay, South Georgia <strong>and</strong> I set foot<br />

on the isl<strong>and</strong> for the first time. We were at Leith for only a short time <strong>and</strong> my<br />

overwhelming impression was of the noise of machinery, smell, steam <strong>and</strong> smoke,<br />

ramshackle buildings of rough construction – wood, rusty corrugated iron,<br />

peeling paint, <strong>and</strong> hard working men. There were jetties at which whale catchers<br />

were tied up – small, purpose-built vessels. Then Biscoe moved on down the coast<br />

to Cumberl<strong>and</strong> Bay <strong>and</strong> the government station at King Edward Point, where I<br />

was to spend a year as Base Leader <strong>and</strong> Biologist. We passed along a rugged<br />

coastline, backed by glaciers <strong>and</strong> high mountains.<br />

Entering Cumberl<strong>and</strong> Bay we headed for its eastern arm. A strong warm wind<br />

was blowing off the l<strong>and</strong>, <strong>and</strong> as we rounded Sappho Point, we were enveloped<br />

by a powerful sickly sweet, oily smell. It was compounded of whale oil <strong>and</strong> blood,<br />

<strong>and</strong> diesel oil fumes, borne on the wind in a cloud of black smuts <strong>and</strong> glowing red<br />

hot particles. They came from a factory, owned by Compaña Argentina de Pesca<br />

(Pesca for short), half a mile away across the King Edward Cove. As we<br />

approached we could see the whaling station, lit by a red glow <strong>and</strong> emitting<br />

clouds of steam <strong>and</strong> smoke – a scene from Dante’s Inferno. Known as Pesca, for<br />

short, or Grytviken, its purpose was to make money from <strong>whales</strong>, by hunting <strong>and</strong><br />

killing them with catcher boats, using explosive harpoons. Then the carcasses<br />

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