Mud Season
It’s been almost a month since I left you, descending into the darkness south of Christchurch. In a way, not a lot has happened since then: I kicked around the […]
Category Archives: roadtrip
New Story: Raiders of the Lost Triwall
“Shelly can think of more embarrassing ways to die, and she’s had more than enough time to enumerate them. But none that feel so ironic, nor as damning to her […]
North
It’s eight hours in an LC-130 Hercules from Pegasus Airfield, at the edge of the ice shelf off Ross Island, north to Christchurch. A C-17 can do it in five, […]
Waking…
You’re always reluctant to talk about the dream, because somehow it stops being real when you do. That’s why you try so hard to hang onto these liminal moments: because […]
On the Other Side
At 78S 168W, we have come out on the other side. We’re still a day shy of the antimeridian and international date line, but almost on cue as we approached […]
Into Another World
We have sifted silently across the gray, Stygian waters of the Amundsen Sea into another world. For days an unchanging gray murk of sky betrayed no hint of day or […]
Fallen off the Map
We have, for all intents and purposes, fallen off the edge of the map. I know Captain Brandon has better resources up on the bridge, but down here on main […]
A Note from the Blue
Hey there – I didn’t mean to leave you all hanging there on New Year’s Eve. But from Marguerite Bay, our course takes us straight west nearly 100 degrees of […]
The Improbability Vortex visits Rothera Station
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 […]
A Change of Season
Oh, what a difference a few hours makes! Almost on cue as we crossed 66 33’ south, the sky darkened and sea ice swirled out to meet us. By the […]
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