Woke up this morning to feel the ship steaming along which felt good after just hanging about for a day. I wasn't allowed to tell you yesterday, because his family hadn't been informed, but Cookie, the station leader at Mawson, slipped and broke his ankle just before we left. While his ankle was being assessed the Aurora waited in the ice, in case he needed to be evacuated. If it was really drastic he might have needed to be taken to Fremantle, but that wasn't the case. Geoff, the doctor at Mawson, fixed it, Cookie is OK and we are on our way to Casey. At 10.30am we had a muster on the helideck, in full polar suits and life jackets. The ship was rolling and in no time all the people prone to sea sickness had to stagger back to their cabins. It must be awful for them. Life seems quiet after the excitement of Mawson. I had a sleep this afternoon, painted some flowers for a get well card for Cookie, and saw a nice blue ice berg that had huge waves crashing through it, bye for now.
Ít doesn’t really feel as though I’m on my way to Antarctica. It feels more like I am on a floating health farm, fabulous food, great gym, no stresses or worries. It has been foggy all day today with calm seas but even so I am very careful about going on deck. It’s such a big ocean that I can’t help imagining how terrible it would be to fall overboard. I watched shearwaters ( mutton birds ) flying around the ship yesterday.