Photo by iantehphotography / I love this vibrant scene of subantarctic moorland and Magellanic beech trees set against the sea, their gnarly, bare branches sculpted by the constant furious winds. It’s my last day on Hornos Island. We had endured climatic mood swings, from icy gales and rain to brilliant sunshine—often in 20-minute cycles. The expedition team was exhausted, hungry, and jubilant. We had, after all, found the world’s southernmost tree. I decided to take time to explore the scenery we had trudged past in previous days as I followed the team on their primary mission. Now with the relief that we had accomplished what we had set out to do, I felt free to hunt for other types of photographic possibilities. Some of the landscape on Cape Horn reminds me of Cornwall in England. You’d expect to have a pleasant stroll through these pastel meadows, except the trees are sometimes hidden in creeks, making the ground appear flat until you disappear underneath it. As I enjoyed the last ...