Having just returned from an incredible 12 days cruising the Antarctica Peninsula traveling with One Ocean Expeditions these are the sentiments that continue resonate now I am back in the lush green and relatively mild winter of British Columbia. Antarctica proved to be a place that I couldn't ever have truly imagined without seeing it first hand. The first thing that struck me upon reaching the icy waters south of 60 ˚ is the immensity of the place. The peninsula and surrounding islands are ripped with mountains. Mountains and glaciers that climb from the waters edge into the clouds, only for those clouds to momentarily part to reveal yet more altitude towering above. I think in hindsight I expected pockets of mountains inter-spaced with flat, icy plateaus. This is certainly not the case. Geology is alive and well on the peninsula, piercing the ocean to climb high and model folded and rumbling glaciers.