The Journey to Neuschwabenland: Arrival in New Swabia

By Kai Kean

In Antarctica, in what was once called Neuschwabenland by the Germans, lies the Schirmacher Oasis, where the landscape is free of ice. Here strange things happen... Seismic disturbances are measured and there is silence from the German Neumayer-Station III. A fleet is sent out to investigate what is happening at the Schirmacher Oasis and what strange worlds may be found beneath it. Follow our rescue team's journey to Neuschwabenland.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Books on Demand
• Release date: Feb 7, 2020
• ISBN: 9788743014355

Kai Kean

Kai Kean has found some of the writings of Vito de la Vera and has started to translate these that the findings of his voyages are not lost to the world.

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The Journey to Neuschwabenland

The Journey to Neuschwabenland

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The Journey to Neuschwabenland

The waves crashed against the bow of the ship. The roaring sixties let us know that we were sailing in the harshest waters of the world.

We were a small fleet passing through the fierce ocean currents that protected the Antarctic from the surrounding world and the world from Antarctica...

Our navy was NATO-led. I found it a bit strange that NATO was so extensively involved in a rescue operation. However, it was a strange situation.

The German Neumayer-Station III had sent messages of unusual seismic activity in the nearby Schirmacher Oasis. Shortly after, the connection to the station had died out. Therefore, we were now on our way to investigate it. Everything had been very hushed down and our little fleet had set out in silence.

Now we were on our way to find out why contact with the Neumayer station had ended and what the cause of the seismic activity in the Schirmacher Oasis was.

Naturally, we were excited to see the hidden continent and unravel the mystery.

We were well equipped with small aircraft, helicopters and vehicles, as well as a lot of equipment. Nothing had been spared, I had to admit.

I looked excitedly into the horizon, where I could now see the mighty ice cap in western Queen Maudland approaching.

It was like a white wall approaching at high speed. We would soon disembark in the natural harbor from which we were to land.

We arrived and soon everyone were busy. A small base was quickly taking shape, with a lot of activity and vehicles driving on and off. In no time, planes and helicopters went up to deposit depots across the ice. It proceded very quickly and soon everything was built up for the journey to the silent station.

I thought, I was lucky being on the first team. We went out to the small custom designed aircraft. We were all well protected in polar gear. Fortunately, it was Antarctic summer so we didn't have to be in the heavy gear and the sun was shining on us.

We flew off the runway that was part of the harbor. Below us the barren landscape spread out and soon we only saw the eternal snow stretching beneath us. Now it was just the trip to the station. It was a short trip on the map,