The New Year's party here was pretty great. Beneath the canopy of an enormous cargo parachute, two homegrown bands (including Snow Blind, which featured our very own Tom Crawford on bass and vocals) rocked the crowd until the early morn. I don't have any photos, but I do have this horribly shot record of the countdown.
The next day we all woke up to amazingly warm weather; an overnight heat wave had shot the temperature up to -0.7 F. In order to take advantage of this freak occurrence I decided to go skiing down the airplane runway, or "skiway", as it's known here. Stupid as my plan might sound, as long as no planes are scheduled to land during the next 2 hours, this is an officially sanctioned form of recreation. As it turns out, telemark skiing is pretty hard, especially for someone who has never tried it. After a while I got the hang of it, and it became pretty fun. It was certainly nice to get away from the sounds and sights of the station for an hour and to just stare out at the ice shelf. Here are some skiing photos.
No comments:
Post a Comment