In these conditions, when it is almost mid-winter on the ice, it’s hard to determine whether a sniffle and a tear carry the same meaning as it does at home. Eyes tear up and freeze. Sniffles are commonplace when outside for any length of time. It’s just part of life in Antarctica. The last sunset … More Sniffles and tears.
“Man, I really needed that. Not doing sound. Not playing in my own band. Just to drink beer and dance.” It’s cold outside, but the heat inside is oppressive. It’s the heat generated by constant movement. The smell of sweat and beer permeate every corner of the bar. There is a very distinct type of … More I rock out. Part 2
I did something today, something that has been known to upset the social order. People tend to get set in their ways. It is especially so during the Antarctic Winter. Change is feared. Drastically. There are routines that are not to be altered. When I first got here, there was rampant discontent in the galley. … More I’m throwing social bricks
From time-to-time I can see the Southern Lights from the steps of my dorm. Occasionally, I have to go to the back steps to see them. It’s quite inhumane that way. We’re coming into a cold stretch. It’s going to be in the -40s and below over the next week. It seems like no one … More Beer slushies and science
Search and Rescue got called to come get me. Again. Many years ago, I was a bit late coming home from a climb of Mt Hood. SAR got called to come find me. It was quite the production. And was a bit embarrassing considering I was trying to join mountain rescue and hadn’t had my … More A funny thing happened, again.
0729hrs my pager goes off. We officially open the clinic at 0730hrs. I’m thinking to myself, “really man? really?” Pager: “Auroras visible from town. Look up on your way to work!” Ah. Ok then. So I wandered down behind the science center, out next to the helipad and looked up. Green and taking up 3/4 … More Well hello there
I do my laundry in the clinic. There’s never a line and always plenty of detergent. I left my laundry in the dryer this morning. It ran through a cycle and then sat there, because I forgot about it. It didn’t so much “dry” as “freeze.” Antarctica problems.
(Yes, I know, it’s a bit later than usual for me to be posting. But the heaters went kaput in the clinic and it’s forecast to be -67F today, so I’ve been dealing with that.) My sister’s house has long been my home base. During all of my nomadic adventures, her place in Austin … More I rock out. It’s just part of the package