A strong Northerly howls across the landscape. The temperature is about a degree above freezing. Sleet slants diagonally down from a leaden sky, plastering any exposed object in a layer of slush. Looking out the window today it feels like it could be Scotland, well except for the 30m ice cliff dropping into the sea that I can just about see through the mist.
This is not Scotland, this is Rothera, the main base for the British Antarctic Survey (BAS), located on an island just off the West coast of the Antarctic Peninsular at about 67º South. I have been here for about a week now, and will continue to be based here for the next four months or so.
|Torres del Paine. Pretty good looking mountains.|
Punta is an interesting town, and we spent a day wandering around some of the more random shops. One of my favourite was the hardware/outdoor/weapon shop, were you could purchase anything from screwdrivers and hacksaws to chalk and rockboots to handguns, rifles and large hunting knives. I purchased none of the above.
|The view from the plane when approaching Rothera.|
|Rothera from the top of the Ramp.|
|A wee trip out onto the ice to learn about living and travelling in the field.|
|A lone (lost?) Empire Penguin waddle about the sea ice just behind base.|