This week it’s just photos because we’re busy packing for an absurdly exciting trip. The McMurdo Dry Valleys are one of the most unique environments on this planet, and a trip to experience them firsthand is one of the most coveted within our little society down here. There was a drawing among the second year janitors to see who would get to go spend two days and a night cleaning at Lake Hoare, and somehow it was the two of us. Date night: Dry Valleys, here we come! We leave tomorrow morning on a helicopter and will be back soon with lots of pictures.
The Icebreaker, a cause of anxiety for many during the beginning of the season, is here!
The aftermath of the crud (the sickness caused by getting too run down here). I was using the little cup for both dayquil and nyquil.
Big John Crack was once just a sliver through the ice, now it is a gaping swath of ocean.
Some of my favorite colors hanging out in the cargo yard.
Enjoying the annual Antarctic beer-on-the-beach, which was just as bizarre this time as last. (Thanks for the delicious beer, Sandi!)
Clouds rolling over Fortress Rocks.
The Maersk Peary - our resupply tanker. Several million gallons of custom blended fuel.
Life growing, but only briefly, at the bottom of a dried up melt pool.
Skuas in flight off of the south shores of Ross Island.
The always beautiful sky over Antarctica.