I wouldn’t be down here on the Ice without the support of my wife, Becky (Boss #1). I am thankful everyday on the Ice that she understands why I come here and allows me to do so. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Also shown are Becky’s housemates and moral support team Taiga and (a new addition to the family) Ginger.
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I sure am lucky to have a beautiful view out my window. I can see the Trans Antarctic Mountains, Hut Point and the Sea Ice of McMurdo Sound. The weather in Antarctica is constantly changing and provides for some pretty dramatic scenes, each one different than the last. As the newness of being in McMurdo has worn off a bit the staggering beauty of the Antarctic landscape will never dull. I’ve found it interesting to photograph the skyline out my window and see how much it changes from day to day. Ill continue to do so throughout the season and it should make for a really neat collection at the end. Ill save all these photos under the category “Out the Window”.
This is surely the most critical piece of cargo on the flight. Its a pallet full of Juicy Juice. Thats right. Juice boxes. Apparently this is going out to the WISSARD camp later in the season. Juice boxes are real popular on the Ice for some reason.
The cavernous interior of the C-17.
We have just begun to get our equipment set up out on the sea ice. In the upcoming days we will be digging out everything, setting up a shelter to work out of and preparing the drill for the SIMPLE project (more on that later).
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.