Category Archives: Antarctica

Most meals are taken at the Galley. This dining hall is in the main building in town and serves meals at the regular times we’re all accustomed to, but also smaller meals throughout the day and night to accommodate all … Continue reading →

The climatic conditions in Antarctica can be just that- climatic. I’m not one to obsess about weather forecasting, I usually just take it as it comes. But its a whole different story down here. McMurdo station may have fairer conditions … Continue reading →

Many people wonder what there actually is to do here. Well after a 12 hour work day, there are still many things to be done, and most all of its free. Here are some of the more popular and bizarre … Continue reading →

The South Pole Traverse is a logistics project a few years in the making. The theory was that hauling fuel and other critical supplies to the South Pole overland would be more cost effective than relying on all supplies being … Continue reading →

The mission: Grow a moustache during the month of November. Make it as big, robust, bushy, absurd, creepy, Errol Flynnesque, or goofy as possible. Grow a moustache. It itches. People look at you funny. Write about it, take pictures of … Continue reading →

There are two key elements to my job here in Antarctica: 1. Driving in adverse conditions (snow, ice, huge holes in the ice, complaining passengers)and 2. Waiting The latter often leaves a lot of time to read, think, write, knit, … Continue reading →

Antarctica is the coldest, windiest, harshest continent, and with little precipitation (roughly 2 inches per year) is the driest place on earth. It is roughly 14 million sq km (5.4 million sq. mi.), has an average elevation of more than … Continue reading →

Down here people commonly refer to it as the Ice or the Harsh Continent. It’s that spec of land at the bottom of the Earth, that place on the map where all the lines converge. Where the icicles hang from … Continue reading →

I’ve just started reading Ernest Shackleton’s South, a memoir of his failed 1914 Antarctic expedition. In light of this I am reluctant to whinge about the length of my trip down here, how poor the airplane food was, the jetlag, … Continue reading →