I left for my morning run and could only see a few hundred yards ahead of me with the morning mist. However, looking up it thinned and some of the mountains were lit by early morning sunlight. When I got around to Grytviken I wished I had had my camera as the wrecks were just appearing out of the mist and the sight was surreal. By the time I turned around at the hydro plant the wind had started to thin out the mist and move it offshore the cove became clear quickly. I was soon able to see the waterfall next to Shackletons grave which I could hear as it was in full flow with all the rain. The giant petrels were trying to take off looking like large overloaded airplanes eventually becoming airborne. I ran the last section fast to grab my camera as the ground fog was clinging to the slopes of Duse, Bore Valley and Gull Lake. The mist was coming back in as the wind switched direction so I took the above picture.