This has been a Grade A Corn Fed Beef Sirloin kind of week. On Saturday I got to bomb around on snowmobiles...and Wednesday I got a day trip to THE SOUTH POLE!
Two years ago if a soothsayer would have said to me "Someday you will visit the South Pole" I would have told the bugger to quit smoking crack. But lady luck must love me for on Wednesday I got to go on a sleigh ride down to the pole. Sleigh rides, simply put, are little field trip thingies that get bums like me on a plane and down to the pole. They are chosen at random and with only a handful to go about, highly coveted. All you do is fly down on an LC-130 to the pole then when the plane lands and is unloading cargo you've got about half an hour to walk around, take pictures and then rush back to fly home. Its a great way to get out of work and go someplace few others will.
So what are my thoughts on the pole. The station, which is new, is quite magnificent (I wish I could have explored the base a bit more), the facility houses some of the most cutting edge research on the planet and the locale is a cold, desolate and barren. When we were the the station was experiencing a heat wave: -20 F! Also, with the exception of the base the landscape is an endless sea of white sitting at about 9500 feet on a giant ass ice shelf. Its not quite as windy as McMurdo though, which is a plus.
As a neat side note, when you walk around the geographic pole marker you are crossing all time zones at once!
So would I ever head back? I think so. Well, truthfully, I don't know. I would love to truly experience the pole, but at the same time the environment is so brutal with so little to do that it could make for a grueling season. But, I guess I'm kind of turned on by the challenge of that. Shoot, I don't know. If I choose to come back down next season and if I get an offer there I'll just have to see then.
I hope everyone has a great weekend!
