Blame it on the Pablo improbability vortex: a last-minute invitation ashore by the Brits at Rothera Station for New Year’s Eve tea…and a 5k. Who could say no?
I don’t think there’s any story here. Just photos.
Approaching Rothera Point
The patient welcome wagon
Rothera airstrip – 2950’, NOTAMed for icebergs off departure and approach.
We get to ride in the Tucker! We get to ride in the Tucker!
Susan rocking the glacial look
It’s old, but it works – camping gear in “The Caboose” up on Rothera Glacier
Stick to the flag line on the way down.
Bouncy bouncy.
She’s a fine old gal, our ship is.
Briefing the 5k.
Finish line is midpoint on the runway.
Woot!
2.5 laps for 5k, 5 laps for 10k
I can’t remember: top button fastened for a 5k, or not?
Team NBP brings the funk. And coconuts.
That’s harder than it looks!
Zoë powers it home.
Roomie Kris Perry and I representing.
David Pablo Cohn 
Hey! I was just idly googling to see what you were up to these days and lo & behold……you made it to Rothera! It’s a real shame I’m not South this Season – it would have been good to catch up in such an extraordinary place. Hope all’s well with you. Best wishes, Doug
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