It was a clear, summer day in the Antarctic when Lizzie Meek saw the penguins lie down. All around the historic expeditionary hut at Cape Adare, penguins dropped to their stomachs, beaks pointed toward the wind. “So, it’s really quite obvious that they’re getting ready for something,” recalled Meek, a conservator for the New Zealand Antarctic Heritage Trust (NZAHT). That something turned out to be a summer storm with winds that reached over 70 miles an hour. Meek and her colleagues had reached the rocky peninsula traveling by plane and…
