Epigraph:
I am a part of all that I have met;
Yet all experience is an arch wherethro'
Gleams that untravell'd world, whose margin fades
For ever and for ever when I move.
Ulysses. Alfred Lord Tennyson
'When I was talking to a friend about how difficult it is to describe the otherworldliness of the Antarctic Peninsula, she responded with a reminiscence. As a schoolgirl living in the northern Sydney suburb of Collaroy in the 1950s, she visited Frank Hurley at his house on the plateau from which he had sweeping views of Long Reef and the Narrabeen Lakes.' (Introduction)
