As you can see, the Arctic is rather flat. Not like the prairies, but still pretty wide open.
The above photo shows the United States Range way off in the distance.
No, it’s not the actual United States, just some mountains with the name. Don’t get too excited, Alaska is a hell of a long way from here.
This rig was probably brought up here in the '50s and is still in use to move people and equipment around in winter.
The ultimate tundra vehicle and probably hell to travel in.
Tiny flowers growing as fast as they can. Birds are hatching their young as fast as they can. Big hares are making baby hares. Everything gets busy at this time of year.
Apparently too many of the personnel are getting busy, too, and the new CO is planning to firmly enforce the rather lax “no fraternization” rules.
Morale will likely tank so we’ll see how that goes.
What will give morale a boost is decent wifi (non-existent) and being allowed to use bluetooth (they have sniffers to out the rule-breakers, I have been told.)
I am just happy we can watch the Olympics, even if the picture quality is shit. TV at the top of the planet is a gift!
On Tuesday there will be a ceremony at the memorial of the people killed when a Lancaster crashed on landing in 1950, when Alert was being built.
In 1991 a Hercules was attempting a wintertime cargo drop in poor weather, and the parachute got caught on the tail and it crashed, killing 4 but others survived. They were rescued 30 hours later.
A sobering reminder that coming up here and going home again like “no big deal” is actually, in fact, a big deal.
The weather quickly reminds us that we are hanging on by a thread up here, and we’re fine as long as nothing goes wrong.
Today a plane tried 3 times to land but the fog removed all visibility. These photos were taken on one of the few sunny, blue-sky days I’ve seen since I got here.
The sun starts setting again in mid-August. I keep saying I’ve only been here for one day since it’s never been nighttime since I arrived nearly 3 weeks ago.
Thankfully the food quality has improved since I first got here, but I am still leery of some of the dishes.
When you can’t identify any broccolli in a broccolli-based casserole then it’s probably best to just make yourself a sandwich instead.
Only one polar bear caution this week, but we remain vigilant. They are hungry and looking for a fight, and are not to be trifled with! Can’t wait to see one, though.