Relief 05/06
Two Dobson Ozone Spectrophotometers. Out of focas photo... taken by me.
The Sno-cat convoy taken from the air... who by? not me.
Christmas dinner 2005. Taken by Simon.
I'm living on an ice shelf in Antarctica- Halley Bay 75° 35'S 26° 40'W. It's brilliant!!!
Two Dobson Ozone Spectrophotometers. Out of focas photo... taken by me.
The Sno-cat convoy taken from the air... who by? not me.
Christmas dinner 2005. Taken by Simon.
Photo of me in the co-pilot seat with the Shackleton mountains in the background... Photo by the Pilot Ian Potten...
So, we were there to do a job. That is- to decomission a caboose (hut) that's been holding scientific equipment, which is now unfunded... and here we leave only footprints. Though the question of how much polution was caused by the two flights needed to carry all the waste back isn't a factor that the Antarctic Treaty Board (or whatever they're called) thinks about.
The Caboose before we emptied it and tore it appart bit by bit.
During decomisioning. The caboose was designed especially to fit into an aircraft. The walls all came off in sections.
The job done. Well we ended with piles of waste and a big hole. Only one plane though, so it'll take a few trips to take it all back.The Shackleton Mountains taken from the back of the plane on the way back... perfect light... beautiful!!!
So, after 3 hours flying there, 6 hours hard labour and then 3 hours on the plane back I was quite happy to sit down to a saved plate of Christmas dinner. Halley's great.
Above: The passengers greet the base members for the first time in 10 months.
The best thing about this plane coming in was that it brought fresh food and post. It was great receiving the small packages and letters I got, Ta very much. (Thank you Lizzy and Mike for the wedding invitation, but I don't think I could make it).
As for the fresh food- I think it was Rothera's left-overs, though we can't complain.... there's nothing like a fresh crunchy apple... yum.
The next day another plane came in (the same type) with Ian the Pilot (who will be with us all season), and Simon who's next year's wintering GA. He's just done a winter at Rothera and, I'm happy to say, is very enthusiastic about next winter (he's also attempting to teach me how to play Bridge).
But alas with such happiness as news from the outside world and new faces to talk to, it meant that it was time for Gareth (the outgoing wintering Vehicle Mechanic) and Jamie (the outgoing wintering Plumber) had to leave on one of the planes. It was a horribly mank day when they left, but Gareth looked pretty pleased (he's been here since January 2004- and wasn't expecting to do last winter).
Below: Gareth in the Happy Sledge... looking happy. And surprisingly not driving for a change.
Last week we had a blow (windspeeds up from 20knots blow the settled snow up and about so you can't see very much). This combination of high windspeeds and relatively wam weather meant that all of the sea ice surrounding our ice-shelf as been blown away. It's good and bad news all round (mainly bad).
1: It means that the ship can't moor nearby, so we have to do a relief from N9 (more than 6 hours of snowcat driving each way).
2: No more ice-climbing this season.
3: All this year's chicks will have died.
Jeff was able to take some photos of some Penguins at Windy Bay (on his way back from A84 (a remote site at 84degrees South))- just think... a few weeks ago Sledge Geriatric were walking about on the sea-ice... we watched the chicks grow up from eggs, and now they'll all be dead.
Below : A few adults resting in what is left of the coast.
Above: A pack of Emperors doing their best to stay out of the seal infested water. Photo by Jeff Cohen from a moving aircraft
So, I'm getting busier by the day. There's heaps of things I want to get done and dusted before the ship gets here (both personal stuff, like pack a box of things to go home, move pit-rooms for the summer, and finish off my winter projects) and for work (de-commission MAWSON (done), and get the rest of the out-going cargo ready for the ship).
I hope to write more, but now you know my excuses.... keep emailing.
Frances
Jamie, Simon, Bryn and I were taken out for a suberb day of ice climbing by Ian (our qualified field guide).
We drove an hour in a snowcat to get to creek 2 caboose only to find that the wind was stronger there than back at base. The wind was above 10 knots and coming from the East so there was risk of the sea ice being pushed out by the wind. This means we weren't alowed on the sea-ice, so we couldn't wander about and have a look inside ice-caves and visit the penguins... but I've seen penguins before, and that's not what we were here to do. I was interested in ice-climbing and we could still legally do this, as long as we were always tied onto a rope.
So, 100foot cliffs, two ice axes a set of crampons and a rope attatched so you can be b-layed from the top (just in case- ice is slippery!!). We had two ropes set up (held by a series of snowstakes wedged into the snow at the top). One rope was for abseiling down on, and one was for ice-climbing up. That's how Bryn was able to get this awsome photo of me. Ta.
The climb was a bit of an effort, I didn't have much confidence in my crampons holding, but I managed it... and am eager to do it again, another day.
(L) Simon making it look easy.
(R) Me at the bottom, the sun's been shinning on the cliffs to improve their iceness. In the background is a pile of snow that used to be on that slumping ice-cliff.
(Top Right) Me making it look difficult.... great fun!