National Geographic Explorer awoke with eager anticipation; for many had come to the White Continent in anticipation of reaching the landmark of the Antarctic Circle, and upon waking, it was within but a few nautical miles of being reached. To add to the myth of the moment, a dense fog obscured visibility, allowing building-sized icebergs to appear out of the ether to greet us for a moment before they disappeared back into the haze. Crossing the line, a cheer went out on the Bridge, as our guests celebrated a new milestone. The rest of the morning was filled with informative talks on Shackleton and the Cryosphere by our talented natural history staff. In the afternoon, we took to Zodiacs to weave the monoliths of ice in Skogg Bay, named after our legendary captain currently navigating the vessel. As the wind picked up, the ice pushed in and the expedition truly took form, as our pathway back to the ship was blocked and new pathways had to be formed. Another fine day in one of the finest places on our spinning planet.