Arriving at Stanley early the next morning, we anchored in the bay and
waited for clearance from local authorities before going ashore.
Tendering to
the dock, we were greeted at the visitor’s center, given a map of the city, and
provided with information regarding places to shop, eat, and drink a pint.
Our
first mission was to go to the post office to send some Antarctica post cards
with the Falkland Island stamp and cancellation on it, but on our way Jane got
us sidetracked into some gift shops.
After we had made some purchases, we headed
on our way, only to stop and see a number of landmarks. Our first stop was the
beautiful Christ’s Anglican Church Cathedral which was established in 1892. We
were awed by the church’s beauty and history. The cathedral plays an important role
in Stanley’s prominence.
We learned that even though Stanley only as 2,114
residents (2006 census data- current estimates are around 3,200) it is
classified as a city because it has this cathedral, and it is the southernmost
cathedral in the world. Ushuaia calls itself the southernmost city, and is much
larger than Stanley, based purely on population tallies.
In any event,
there will always be competition between Argentina and the Falkland Islands,
because of protracted disputes between the two countries over ownership of the
islands. In fact, this dispute escalated in 1982 with Argentinean occupation of
the Falklands and a subsequent invasion by Great Britain to retake the islands
and expel the Argentineans. But more on that later. Starting with the
cathedral, and throughout the city, we found many memorials commemorating the
actions and sacrifices the residents and British military personnel made during
this and other conflicts. There were many commemorative plaques inside the
cathedral, but outside was a large memorial that was made from two blue whale
jawbones.
We hit Port Stanley |
The Anglican cathedral |
Cathedral sanctuary |
The church's organ |
Blue whale jawbone memorial |
As we made our way toward the post office, we were delighted to find a
very large number of flowering plants and shrubs, the numerous varieties of
which were totally unexpected.
The residents of Stanley must take immense pride
in their gardens and greenhouses, because we saw so many that were very neat
and finely kept.
We passed a marine memorial, a shipwreck in the harbor, the
governor’s house, and the police station before we finally reached the post
office. Outside the post office we saw an artifact from another era, a payphone
booth.
These are updated versions, however, as one can make a call with a
credit card. We later learned that all calls used to be routed through
Argentina via a cable link to the mainland, but since the 1982 war, calls are now
made using satellites which deprive Argentina of tax revenue they used to
collect.
However, with fewer than 4,000 residents scattered over the 70 islands
that make up the Falklands, it is doubtful that the tax revenue was ever very
substantial, but it does further serve to sever all ties between two countries.
Inside the post office we realized that there must not be any mail delivery and
residents have to pick up their mail from their mailboxes. We asked the clerk
if they took a credit card for postage and were told no which contradicts what
we were told by the ship’s purser. However, they would gladly take U.S.
dollars. We had 16 post cards and the total came $18 to mail them back to the
states. Postal cancellations from the Falklands are highly sought after by
philatelists around the world, because they are so rare, and we were glad that
we could get our cards mailed. We also asked the clerk if she could give us a
postage cancellation stamp for our national parks stamp book, and she was glad
to oblige.
Blooming flowers in summer |
Marine memorial |
Is this the party to whom I'm speaking? |
At the post office |
Everyone picks up their mail |
We were told by the expedition leader that if we showed our stateroom
keycard at the museum we could get in free.
We left the post office and walked
a short distance to the museum which had a number of exhibits describing
Stanley’s historic past. And of course, there was a major display about the
Falklands war with Argentina. One display we found revealing was about the
results of a referendum where Falklanders voted their choice of governance.
Election results showed 92.4% of the population voted and 98.2% cast their lot
to remain British.
With these results, these citizens started down the path
toward self-determination while remaining aligned with Great Britain. To see
that these results are carried out a contingent of about 1500 British soldiers,
sailors, marines, and airmen are now continuously maintained in the islands. As
we were leaving the museum there was a conspicuously large donation box that
contained a large amount of U.S. dollars, and which our fellow passengers
leaving with us were feverishly feeding. We made our contribution, but after
walking down the block a ways and finishing the conversion to British pounds,
we decided that it probably would have been less expensive to have just paid
the admission price.
Pharmacy in the museum |
Old dental office |
Walking back to Stanley’s central district we met some friends and
decided to have some lunch. Capt. Larry wanted some authentic British style
fish and chips, so we found a café that had that dish and accepted USD.
We
enjoyed our fish and chips and a bottled beer, but later learned back on the
ship from passengers from Great Britain who had also eaten there, that the dish
wasn’t really very good, although they couldn’t really convincingly tell us
why.
The ship’s expedition team had arranged for a guided tour of Stanley and a
visit to some of the 1982 conflict’s battle sites. We had about one-half hour to
kill before the tour started, so we dashed into a nearby pub, hoping to have a
pint of stout, bitters or whatever. The pub was classically British, but they
had only bottled and no draft beer.
We were told that it costs too much to ship
beer kegs back and forth, so bottles only- and then only Heineken, Stella
Artois, and Budweiser Light!
After finishing our drinks, we boarded our bus and
started our tour. The tour of Stanley was short and confined to the same street
we had been on for our trip to the museum. Outside of Stanley we observed some
really strange rock formations that resembled streams or tributaries that were
separated by grassy patches, and were told that these formations are deep, non-volcanic,
non-glacial deposits, and have geologists stumped as to how they were formed.
They were everywhere and presented a difficult terrain for fighting troops to
traverse. The battle site tour shortly became pretty boring, and with lunch, a
couple of drinks, and a droning guide, it wasn’t too long before we and many
others on the bus were bobble heading ourselves asleep. Our take on war is that
it was short and the British troops prevailed convincingly. We tendered back to
the ship and learned that we were way ahead of schedule and would likely be
returning to Ushuaia a day early. All of these decisions are based on the
weather forecasts, and it looked like we were going to be in an area with 50-60
kt. winds and 20+ ft. seas, if we lingered. Since we learned that we would be
having two landings tomorrow, we had dinner and went to bed early.
Yearning for a pint of bitters |
Inside the pub, but no pint! |
Weird surface rock formations |
British helicopter engine |
The spoils of war |
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