Saturday, October 30, 2010

Halloween On the Ice


The legendary Halloween Party happened last night. In the big gym there was loud music, dancing and an array of costumes. I think people here might be the most resourceful because most were hand made. From someone actually dressed as Observation Hill complete with cross, to other’s wearing signs that read Stop and Go directing the traffic of people. I wore a mask, to join in on the fun, but that is where my creativity ended. Not much a costume designing individual. Others here had a great time, some went as Tetris pieces - four in fact that all fit together. Everywhere you looked you saw strange sites not even imagined in such a place. I even saw the Kiwis leave shaking their head and laughing. What must they think of our holiday tradition. Here are few of the costumes I caught:

The Pumpkin

The LineMan (She had professional help with this outfit)

Lush Lushesness

Side Note - A French Helicopter went down today on the Ice near the French Station. There were no survivors. For a while they couldn’t locate the plane, and then once it was located access was difficult. McMurdo and the Australian base are offering assistance as needed for removal and control of the situation. One of the large C130s is sitting on the runway ready should there be a call for it. Things like this remind me that death exists. Some how with isolation you began to believe you are untouchable being so far away from “everything.” - Here is a link to the full article : http://www.google.com/hostednews/afp/article/ALeqM5htOAiBTRbqOgyDeYRZ0s3QtEC1mQ?docId=CNG.9b8bbffb03b7e10ee50f4577ecd4d93d.781

Friday, October 29, 2010

Memorial


Today I got the news of Uncle Tim’s passing. What a sad moment mixed with gladness. He has gone home, left this world to be in paradise and for that I am grateful. Yet his bright Christian light will be missed greatly. God Bless you Uncle Tim and I will miss you.

Discovery Hut


Today I got to go on a tour of Discovery Hut, the building that is at Hut point. It was actually a Hut built by Robert F Scott. A British Navelman largely created with a vast amount of exploration of Antarctica during the years of early exploration. There are monuments and momentos of this man and his expidition all over this island as well as in New Zealand and the UK. If you would like to learn more about him here is a link to Wikipedia - http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Robert_Falcon_Scott#Last_march


The hut was discover in 2002 and opened to reveal items and articles left by Scott and his men, as well as a few others who used it after him. It was as though it were a time capsule with bedding and food still left stacked and waiting to be opened. Crates of dog biscuits, boxes of hot chocolate, as well as can and dried carcasses of animals and skulls. The hut was like an ice box, a fridge where it seemed colder inside than out. What made it real exciting was our guide read to us from his disclaimer card, informing us that the anthrax virus had been discovered in the hut, but was a minimal threat to us as long as we did not touch or lick (I added that) anything. The building was eerie, calm, as if a silent tomb waiting for the bodies to return. Any minute you expected the inhabitants to return and to hear them knocking the snow from their boots and hollering out to one another as the door swings in.






There were only 8 let in at a time, so we took turns with little spoken as we walked and absorbed the revelation of those men who traveled this continent without giant red parkas, warm heated shuttles, GPS tracking and the assistance of synthetic materials or Nalgene water bottles. Not to mention toe warmers and granola bars. How they survived for as long as they did, or got as far is an amazing show of human determination and ingenuity. The galley has pictures they took from their boat of the Antarctica then and sometimes I find myself just staring at those black and white images thinking, wow, who would even dare to come to this harsh wasteland.


After the hut I walked up to the point and took photos of the beautiful scenery, much like I’m sure the early explorers saw it. Amazingly white, serene, but dangerous beneath it’s layer of ice and wind. Viewer beware, there is a beast that lurks in the chilly winds of the South Pole.


Wednesday, October 27, 2010

Crary Lab not Curry Lab - Tour


Today I was able to go on a Crary Lab Tour. The building and those that work inside it are the reason we as DA’s have a job. Serving Science, literally. McMurdo is a research base and we are here to assist those who come down here looking for answers to questions I can’t even began to fathom. The Lab is the newest building on site, built in the 90’s and that is the first thing you notice. It’s new. No casino 70’s outdoor carpet in the halls, or retro cubical walls. Stainless steel, efficient railings and a feeling of moderness. Ahh yes, this is what the world outside still has.

Designed with science in mind the building has an internal humidity of 30% meaning you’re skin sighs with relief and you feel yourself getting younger just by standing inside. The large freeze doors with metal pop latches are the portals that allow you access to the building. They have to be heated otherwise they would freeze shut with the mixture of internal humidity and external cold. Also the is air constantly being sucked out of the building as a safety measure. Pumped in, sucked out, all as precautionary action should a poisons or toxic gas escape in one of the labs. There is a system in place to filter it so it cannot be released into the rest of the building as well as the outside air.


The lobby of the Crary lab is lined with glass shelves that show off specimens discovered over time. Dinosaur fossils, seal skulls, aquatic life in jars and jells. Things that you think were discovered on another planet float and stare back from glass. From meteorites to ancient dive relics, the sites that welcome you are a testimony to the history of such a large land mass. These are all hints of the lushes life that once existed on the land. Hard to image trees and plant life here on this white dessert, now covered in tons of ice and snow. What happened, you have to ask staring at the preserved specimens in the cases. Flood related I like to suspect. Perhaps. For a place so cold, it is amazing what still thrives here and calls this fridge climate home.


On the tour we get to visit the touch tank where live aquatic specimens are allowed to be handled. The water is a skin numbing 28 degrees, so really feeling them is not possible. Sea slugs and worms, to water spiders and urchins rest just beneath the surface of the water, dazzling the eye with their color and size. Things that appear much smaller else where, have double if not nearly tripled in size.


The fish in one of the tanks is nearly double the size to the cousins back home. As soon as they spot you they come swimming towards the surface and nearly jump out at you. It is strange and slightly frightening when fish start to attack you. Like Alfred Hitchcock”s The Birds but without so many feathers. Mouths flailing open, gills ribbing out, they leap from the water out at you, and only then do you notice the jagged pieces of teeth rimming their jaws. Are not fish supposed to be afraid of us? What has happened in Antarctica to make them see us as potential sources of something.


These fish in the tank were not feed or anything to alter their normal pattern. What it does make for is some easy fishing. Stick a hand in and wall-la - instant dinner.

After being entertained by the fishes we move on to an informative discussion about Mt Erebus, the active volcano here on the Ice. Erebus was the son of Chaos and represented the “personification of darkness and shadow.” Pretty intense name for a Volcano. Much edger than St. Helen’s wouldn’t you say? It is only one of three of it’s type in the world. It is an open mouthed volcano with a large lava lake in the middle still fully active and spewing. If you could peer over the rim into the center of the volcano, you’d see a large molten red lava lake, bubbling and spewing like an outraged espresso machine. The other two are found in Africa and much more politically difficult to get to and study. That is what makes Erebus so appealing and ideal. Easy access minus the harsh conditions. We were allowed to handle lava rocks that had exploded out of the mountain. They appeared to be heavy but in were the weight of wet sponges and just as porous. Magma gets launched out of the volcano when it “burps” and then solidifies in the cold as it cools on the ground.


There are also stones called Erebus crystals that are formed inside the lava tube. Finding these is a highlight for those here as they are not often discovered this close to base but treasured when given by traveling science crews or shuttle drivers. In fact there are several different types of stones here if you can find them. You just have to access to the land beyond McMurdo and those people are few and highly privileged.

Since Erebus “burps” on a weekly basis, there is not threat of a large eruption. As long as the gases are able to release and not build up there is not threat of any continental disaster. Makes you feel safe, right. There are three mountains on Ross Island, Erebus, Mt. Terror, and a third I can’t remember. I live on an island, hard to picture. But I saw the map and now have a better idea of what it looks like from the air.


We are a tropical island complete with volcano and dancing natives (really its the penguins but they do have a funky waddle). We are surrounded by water, but most of it is the permanent ice shelf - meaning it will never met. As summer continues to grow, the water on the opposite side will met away and vessels well be able to dock here in the bay by late January. Makes me smile because we land planes on that ice now but soon it will be boats instead.

Saturday, October 23, 2010

October 24 Saturday/Sunday - Amazing Hike #2

Trail head - notice the flags trailing off into the distance

Today was my second day off of the week (I got two because I need to have a certain day off due to sandwich demand and they couldn't work me 10 days straight to my next day off). Arranged a hike to Castle Rock, a place three miles outside of town if you hike there. You can't go alone so you need to find a buddy and you have to check out with the firehouse, be issued a radio, and check back in when you return. It's a process.

Matt was kind enough to agree to go with me a few days before my day off, but when the hike day came he said he had to stay on base to monitor the power outage they were going to run (we were scheduled to go at 7pm) . I still really wanted to go so we agreed to push it back to 8pm when all the power came back on. Between that time I hung out in his work truck with him and Brad and listened to all the chatter on the radio as they prepared to shut down the one generator and let the other 3/4 take over. It was to see how long it would take them to switch over should a power failure occur. Everyone began to assembly in their assigned places calling in:
"Power Plant, Power Plant?"
"Power Plant Here."
"Electricians at Curry Lab Ready."
"Curry Lab Ready. Check."
"Electricians at 169 Ready."
"169 Ready. Check"
It felt like the Shuttle was being geared up for launch. As more spots radioed in, the tension began to build. They had not attempted to switch off all the power to the station before and the possibilities of something going wrong, or staying off too long hung overhead. Once everyone was assembled, count down began.
"This is Power Plant. Complete shut down commencing in 5,4,3,2,1. . . ."

All three of us looked at the light outside the chapel and for 3 seconds it clicked off. I held my breath waiting and then Matt pointed to billows of dark smoke that began to appear above the alternate generators. We glanced back at the light as it flicked back on. A complete power shut down of McMurdo and alternate generator response time, 15 seconds. I doubt people even felt it except for the 10 second shut down of Facebook, and the delay of bars opening for an hour. I was there, hearing it all, and when the "All Clear" call came, I grinned. NASA, we have shuttle launch.

So after the truck was parked, plugged in, and we were geared up, we checked in with the firehouse. Once we were given the all clear from the weather station (you can't hike to castle rock without a positive condition 3 for the whole trip) we headed up the steep incline to the trail head. That was the hardest part of the trail. You are already winded and doubling over before you even reach the start of the trail.
Trail head ( do I look winded?)

Once our boots were firmly planted on the flagged snow path, off we set, anxious to catch our first sight of the noted castle rock.

Now neither of us had been to Castle Rock so we were not sure where it was. A heavy thick white snow layer hung down on the sky cutting our visibility down to a mere 300 yards. Every mountain we passed, Matt claimed it was Castle Rock, but as we got closer, he'd shake his had and agree it wasn't. The full Loop takes up to 7 hours and is around 7 miles. Originally I wanted to do the full loop, but without being able to see how close Castle Rock was, I started to waver on that. We reached the first "apple" (emergency shelter) after a little over a mile.

Apple #1

Popping inside and hydrating, I looked around at this shell and thought what a strange building it was. Like those structures you see in science fiction films, where scientists always run their experiments inside and strange creatures approach from behind. The rounded windows were frosted over and there was no view outside, just a white glow of the reflected sun haze. Ready to move on we left Apple 1 and continued along the marked flagged path hoping to catch a glimpse of the Rock we were hiking toward.

At moments I would pause and take a scenic break (really I needed to pause because I couldn't breath, I'm not in Arctic shape yet but working on it with each hike) and I would have to remind myself I was hiking in Antarctica, out in the great white, wearing warm winter gear and my hiking boots that I originally bought for my London/Paris trip. I doubt they ever thought they'd see the day of thick snow and heavy chill at the South Pole, but they've done wonderful so far. By the time we made it to Apple 2 (a much larger and roomier scientific shelter) we had passed three mountains which we thought were Castle Rock, but were not. After another snack/hydration break we continued onward, a little slower and more gradual as our beginning energy was starting to cool done. Not more than a half a mile it rose up before us, a dark mass, rounded and shaped in a Castle Rock form.

Castle Rock as we saw it (almost . . .)

Castle Rock on a clear day (see how easy it is to spot ) This was not our hike day unfortunately

We'd made it, or found it, which ever it was a happy occasion. Snapping a picture for proof, we paused and then with no hesitation turned around and headed back. The full loop we would save for another day. Heading back was easier, quicker as it was all down hill, and in half the time it took to get to Castle Rock, we were back in camp, warmed and playing pool in the lounge.

It was a great trek, taking a little over 4 and 1/2 hours round trip. In two weeks we will try it again and this time do the full loop. Who knows we may even get clear skies and be able to see it when we start. On the way back my goggles froze over so I took them off and developed icicles on my eyelashes.

Who needs longer lashes when you've go icicles

Matt - with a icicle beard (too cool)

It did not seem that cold, but our facial hair proved otherwise. Boy is it good to be back. I'm going to have to go to gym some more between then and now to work up into better shape. Oh and I've officially sworn off sugar. Today is day 2 and doing well. Haven't even perused the dessert bar. Go me!!!

On a side note Saturday 23, 2010 was the last sunset of the winter season. Now we are fully into the 24 hours of daylight, and I just finished hiking till midnight and you couldn't even tell from the photos.

Friday, October 22, 2010

October 23, Friday - Mohawk-tober


This evening in a wild fury of hair and clippers, several of the Dining Attendants shaved their heads into mohawks. For what and why, I do not know - something about Winfly (those that flew in early August) and a pact made before the end of October. Both guys and girls took part in this frenzy of hair-loss all with varying styles and looks. I saw one first while passing through the galley and thought "oh hmmm" but then more and more started to show up. Even my Lead DA, Megan during her break, suddenly came back quiet hairless. I was shocked but I must say I admire their spontaneity and camaraderie not to mention that their new looks have given the galley a whole other level of excitement and edge. Rock on dudes.

Thursday, October 21, 2010

October 21 Thursday Morning - Late Night Out and About

Views from near the Runway ( Sun was Amazing)

Stayed up late today (for me, everyone else it was normal time) to go out with Matt, Brad and Jessica to Pegasus Runway. Matt and Brad were working, but kindly offered to let Jessica and I tag along to see the runway and escape from base. Sometimes I feel like I see more of Antarctica out the window then I actually go out into it.

Matt our driver for the day

Playing in Snow

Mind you this excursion was late for me having my normal bed time at 10am pushed to at least 12pm. I was willing to suffer this minor obstacle as I knew it would be the only time I would get to go. Once my day off moves to Saturday, they won't be going out and I won't get to get. The community has Sunday's off here, so most don't work - Matt and Brad included.

Runway In Sight (See it . . . .)

So off we set for Pegasus, with the slight possibility that we could visit the actual plane crash. Story goes that Pegasus was a plane that flew out to Antarctica in the 60's or 70's and the conditions were bad when they landed. The wind was so strong it ripped the left wing off and grounded the plane for good. No one was injured but they couldn't leave a wrecked plane near a runway (bad luck so they say) so they towed it away and left it out, alone in the snow. Until later when they needed an additional runway and created one not to far from the relocated wreckage and named it after the plane. How this is not bad luck, naming a runway after a wrecked plane is beyond me, but there it rests, silent, mangled, with names of those who have visited it, carved into it's sides.

Moving Snow

Once out there, people were busy working, plowing snow, moving things so we did not get a chance to go visit the plane.

Hanging out near the Runway

Instead we hung out in the snow, I ran around dancing, making snow angels, and enjoying the great white yonder. Sometimes just getting outside really brings the kid out in me and I love just running through the snow.

View of Storage Buildings

More Views

After the cold wore off and the sun came out it was beautiful and all thoughts of staying up late and regretting it melted away.

LDB (Long Duration Balloons)

After leaving Pegasus we drove around to other work sites, LDB (Long Duration Balloons) site where they launch huge balloons into the air carrying scientific instruments that map the wind patterns, currents, climate and others things. Saw "The Boss" a large vehicle that helps with the heavy pay loads these balloons carry.

The Boss (I'm in front that's how big it is)

Traffic on the Road

Large portions of scientists will be working at LDB and now I know where it is and what it looks like. After driving by happy camper, known correctly as Snow School (They do outdoor survival training. Some DA's get to do it but Mid-rats usually don't (sigh)) we drove up past Scott Base (The New Zealand Base all painted green) and when up to another site where they are going to install another large golf ball observatory. The view of McMurdo from up there was breathtaking and the whole trip was just a wonderful tour of the surrounding places outside McMurdo.

View from New Golf Ball Observation Point

McMurdo from the hills

Our Gang- Jessica, Brad, Matt, and Callie (I'm taking the pic)
Big Thanks to Brad and Matt for taking us along. You guys are the best!

Wednesday, October 20, 2010

October 20th Wednesday/Thursday - Amazing Hike #1


Today I roped Jessica into going on a hike with me. Most of the hikes around base you can do on your own, but company is always nicer and in case of injury or falling from a great height . . . . well you get the idea.

The day was warmer than most, meaning we had Big Reds on but unzipped, and the sun hung in the horizon most of the excursion time. Hut Loop is a trail that goes to hut point (there is actually a historical hut there) and then up the jagged cliff rock face to the top (amazing views the whole time)


McMurdo Base from Hut Loop

and then along the mountain tops near several golf ball observation sites and then back down on the road into town.


The whole trip took us around 2 hours and we had great fun snapping pictures and feeling our hearts bursting from hour chests with the thin air and higher altitude. Not to mention an excess of trips to the dessert bar (I speak for myself on these matters, Jessica is entirely innocent). Once we got back, pink cheeked but lazy with accomplishment, she warmed up with a mug of hot chocolate while I munched down on a bowl of yogurt and berries. (Did you know we make our own yogurt here. Think Greek yogurt but a little more chunky) It's really good stuff and I'm just know finding this out.

Oh, Oh, saw two seals today. Real ones. They came up through a crack in the ice and were laying around. Big excitement on base, with everyone taking pictures. It was a pup with their parent. Not sure male or female, but the assumption was it as the mom. Yeah, real wild life! Now if I could just see a penguin . . . .