The South Atlantic Ocean Moon in all its splendour. I know what you're thinking.
It's a mediocre photo at best. It's not even a full moon or a super moon or a blood moon. It's not larger than life. It has no colour. And it's not even sharp. But to me this is better than every other shot of the moon out there. Because of what happened that night.
It had been a long evening of loud live music on board the G Expedition. Blaise McGuld, live musician on board, had been playing away on his guitar and drinks were abound in the Polar Bear bar.
As the night came to an end only a few people remained. Blaise, the musician, a couple of others and myself. It was around midnight and we were bound for South Georgia and Antarctica.
Unusually, for mid summer, it was pitch black outside as we weren't close to the Antartic 24 hour daylight zone yet. Two days earlier we'd visited Stanley and we were now enroute to Rosita Harbour, South Georgia.
Post all the music I stepped outside to get some fresh ocean air. Little did I know what was awaiting me outside that night. There was strong moonlight. As I followed the light up into the sky my eyes came upon the most beautiful display I'd ever seen - the milky way - constellations of stars in glorious colour.
I couldn't believe it. I called out the rest of the guys. They had to see this. We moved up to the upper deck which had no artifical light so that we could see it better. We stood in a circle looking straight up slowly being chilled to our bones.
Soon after, as the ship rolled on the waves, I took this shot of the moon. Completely handheld leaning my body against a ship rail. Not once expecting to get a usable image in that pitch black darness. An unforgettable night.
Canon 80D, 650m (400mm equivalent), F/6.3, 1/640 sec, ISO 250.
Il telescopio spaziale Hubble della NASA cattura l'attività caotica in cima a un pilastro di gas e polvere alto tre anni luce che viene consumato dalla luce brillante delle vicine stelle luminose in un tempestoso vivaio stellare chiamato Nebulosa della Carena.
In cielo c’è una stella per ognuno di noi, sufficientemente lontana perché i nostri dolori non possano mai offuscarla.