Have an Ice Day

It seems like just yesterday that I was in a rental car eating beef jerky with two strangers driving north from San Francisco to Eugene Oregon on my last leg of the trip home from Antarctica.  I had made it all the way to San Fran and it was beautiful weather.  An ideal day for flight.  However, Chicago didn’t agree and had log jammed most air traffic to and from the West coast.  So, I found two other guys needing to go North and we drove 12 hours to arrive in Eugene at 1 AM.  Becky met me in Eugene after a couple cups of coffee and an hours drive in the rain.  She hadn’t seen me without a beard in several years and was slightly concerned to be remembered what my face actually looked like.

The year flew by and I’m back down on the ice again for two hot water drilling projects (more on that in a later post.)  Folks always say that your first season on the ice is for the adventure, your second is for the money and the 3rd is because you don’t fit in anywhere else.  I haven’t exactly been following that model but close.  My antarctic evolution would look something like this:

Season 1; Adventure (everything is new).  I’d work for free.  I love this.

Season 2: Adventure (more familiar but still new enough).  This is awesome.  So happy to get paid to this.

Season 3: Adventure (very familiar, this is awesome…still)  Nice to see familiar faces and get more experience hot water drilling.  This is awesome.  This work and environment feeds my soul.  Can someone please teleport Becky down?

Following this post will be some pictures taken on the trip down and of the few days I’ve been on the Ice for season 3.  Stay Tuned.