
As we passed over the winter solstice and headed in to Christmas, I paused to think about how different it was last year. On 21 December 2005, I was in the Southern Ocean on the Greenpeace ship
Arctic Sunrise, and we had just found the Japanese whaling fleet. Their deck was lined with the carcasses of whales that had been harpooned before we arrived. Over the next two days, we confronted the whalers, putting ourselves and our small boats in front of the harpoon in a desperate bid to defend these magnificent creatures.
Back in the Greenpeace office in December 2006, that experience feels like it was from another world. The contrasts could not be stronger. There are the easily defined things - 24 hours of daylight in the southern hemisphere, short days with little sunshine in the northern hemisphere. Fresh food down the street in the supermarket, compared to the long life food stuffs from the long trip. And stable ground!
And then there are the memories that are not so much about comparison, but simply about the experience. The vastness of the Southern Ocean. The endless beauty and diversity of icebergs. The majestic seabirds gliding over the churning ocean.. The sense of truly being at the end of the earth.
The whalers turned north last year after two days of harassment, and sailed in to a storm. As we headed away from the Antarctic coast, the weather turned for the worst, and as we sat down to Christmas dinner, we held on to our plates and anything else that could move. By Boxing Day we faced waves ten metres high. The bridge of the
Sunrise sits only 9.5 metres above the waterline, so these big waves had a particularly intimidating feel about them.
Despite the weather, Christmas on board was a great experience. Each crew member had drawn a name from the hat a few weeks earlier for the person they were to provide a Christmas gift for. And the gifts were superb – many people had hand-made gifts on board with whatever they could find, combining creativity and care to produce memorable results.
Emilse and Isha, our cooks on board, produced a dinner that felt lavish, even if my appetite continued to suffer the impacts of sea sickness! The host of nationalities on board meant that we shared many different traditions, and swapped tales of previous festive seasons spent in many different ways.
And perhaps the best Christmas present for us all was that no whales were being killed. In running from us, the whalers had stopped their hunting, and then the bad weather we struck meant hunting was impossible. So while most of us were violently ill, at least the whales had a peaceful Christmas in 2005. Now we just need to ensure that every Christmas is peaceful for the whales of the Southern Ocean Whale Sanctuary.
Greenpeace will again send a ship to the Southern Ocean this hunting season to defend the whales. If you want to join the expedition, just click
here, and remember to take action and do your bit. You don’t have to spend Christmas in the Southern Ocean to make a difference for the whales.
Shane