Plunging into Antarctic waters. (Photo credit: Quark Expeditions)
‘The plunge,’ and the final days of my Antarctic expedition
Nov. 21, 2025: I was standing in line wearing a fluffy white robe with just a swimsuit on underneath, inching along as loud music played and people hooted and hollered. After turning a corner in a narrow passageway, I saw my destination: a set of steps leading from the third deck of our ship down to some of the coldest water in the world. I detected a slight wind, which grew stronger over the next few minutes as my position became more exposed. I started to shiver but I told myself that…