Scott tent at Pine Island.
My tent's entrance snowed in.
Anatoly supervising the BBQ pit.
Me during Xmas celebration.
The infamous GPR experiment.
Area of crevasses in Thwaites glacier.
Icebergs and ice floes in the Thwaites terminus area.
Icebergs and ice floes in the Thwaites terminus area.
Icebergs and ice floes in the Thwaites terminus area.
Icebergs and ice floes in the Thwaites terminus area.
Icebergs and ice floes in the Thwaites terminus area.
Volcano along our survey line.
Volcano along our survey line.
Area of crevasses near the coast. Their pattern and regularity is remarkable.
Crevasses and rock outcrop.
The infamous Takahe fuel cache.
Volcano in the survey area.
My lame attempt at a birthday card for a good friend back home.
The original Penguin of Death.
The view looking forward from my workstation.
Again, my tent buried in the snow.
Same as the previous picture, but with my shadow in it for scale.
A test of my cameras B/W setting.
Very unusual looking crevasses. They were completely isolated.
Mt. Takahe's crater and the cosmic egg.
Close-up of the cosmic egg.
JATO-Herc leaving Thwaites.
JATO-Herc leaving Thwaites.
JATO-Herc leaving Thwaites.
JATO-Herc leaving Thwaites.
JATO contrail over the Thwaites runway.
The cosmic egg from the other side.
Snowdrifts between our jamesways.
Kristin measuring the fuel level in one of the fuel bladders.
The burning of an effigy of George W. Bush in the outside BBQ.
We wait for Bush to roast to a crisp.
Lenticulars at Mt. Takahe.
Lenticulars at Mt. Takahe.
Beautiful view leaving the Takahe area, Thwaites-bound.
Sometimes the ice-sheet had no discernible texture.
Fog that shows signs of wave pattern.
Better structured wave. The tops must have been no higher than 75 ft AGL.
Better structured wave. The tops must have been no higher than 75 ft AGL.
A poor attempt at capturing a sundog.
Andrea, our wonderful cook.
Crevasses and snow bridges near the coast.
Alien abduction at Thwaites.
Me during a refueling stop at Byrd camp.
Excellent quote inside the Byrd camp outhouse.
Handwashing station at Thwaites.
Our last night at Thwaites.
The much awaited Herc finally arrives to pick us up.
Coast Guard chopper taking off from McMurdo helipad.
Me standing in front of one of the very few road signs in the continent.
Seals basking in the sun by the pressure ridge near Scott Base.
The re-supply ship in the McMurdo Sound.
Helicopter dropping off a vehicle in McMurdo.
The view from one of the administrative buildings in McMurdo.
Me near Ivan the TerraBus.
Getting ready to board the last C-141 flight out of Antarctica from Williams field.
Waiting in line to board the C-141.
Me in the very tightly packed interior of the C-141.
Me in the very tightly packed interior of the C-141.
This was on Christmas eve. We were stranded (due to weather) and could not return to THW, so we stayed here.
I wish this could be my office one day.
Notice the wingtip pods: they are mag sensors, so no need for the "torpedo". Also, the radar antennae are small loops instead of the airfoil-type thing we have on SJB.
Often times I would come back to camp after a 12-hour work day just to find this. A pretty large volume of snow had to be removed.
Jack gets an extension cord as a gift. We had killed one GPU by then, and the other one was not doing too good, if I recall.
This was a short line along the taxiway on which every meter we took a reading. The cable is delicate fiber optic.
This could be the tip of a very tall mountain poking through the ice.
As far as I know it should still be there. So, should you find yourself in that area, there are several parachutes, a skidoo, and 56 drums of gas ready for your amusement.
The Antarctic equivalent to crop circles, I guess.
That must have been one hell of a bang!
Not to be confused with the Cosmic Penguin, this was a card at Pine Island. I later transcribed it to our outhouse...
A nice side effect is that by the time you could enter the tent, you were quite warm from all the exercise.
I made that sign in an idle moment. It became rather popular and now adorns my living room.
The sastrugi are rather small, as it can be seen in the next picture.
Basically a giant bowl filled to the edge with ice, however, notice the three irregularities at the center.
This zoomed-in photo reveals a distinct ellipsoidal structure surrounded by a "moat".
After quite a bit of research on our part as well as back in the U.S. by Jack and some of his colleagues, it was determined that this is a fossil fumarole. It turns out that these structures had first been reported in 1961.
To me they are clear evidence of the existence of the Cosmic Penguin.
In the takeoff roll, shortly before rotating, the JATO bottles are lit. They are very noisy . This was the only JATO use that I got to see. It was way cool.
Notice the dense contrail.
It was not windy that day. 45 minutes later the contrail was still there.
The next time we were near Takahe we went up to take some pictures of the other side of the intriguing structures.
After a while, the snowdrifts between the jamesways became a climbing challenge. Someone decided to carve steps into them; a great help.
We used this plane to take a "portable" snow plow to the Takahe area and see if we could land at the fuel cache. It ended up being too windy and we had to return.
We were flying at 1000 - 1500 ft AGL. This phenomenon was very close to the ground.
I don't believe that wave usually happens that low, but the pattern is unquestionable.
I don't believe that wave usually happens that low, but the pattern is unquestionable.
Well, it's actually a sundog combined with a spectacular view of the sun.
This was inside the galley jamesway. A small shower had been set up to the right, but this was taken when we were leaving, so the shower was no more.
A good bit of our cargo and our luggage have been palletized.
Notice that in pictures 4 months earlier one could see C-17s landing there.
Re-supply ship can be seen in the background.
