Antarctic Living

Days turn to weeks, and the living gets good.
Days spent mending, fires stoked,
beards worn, and grown.
Dogs, skinned and stewed, songs sung,
friendships brewed.

Time devoted to the fine art of living, a week of quiet. Visitors come and gone.
Antarctica is in our hearts and minds and has gotten under our skin.

alive

from above

by MNkiteman

Celestial Navigation

Peggy, our Navigator, visited last weekend, and stole the shanty show.



She captivated audiences with math and scientific instruments.





She wore her beard so well.






She is well missed.

the town, some residents

taken by a man named layne kennedy, who visited us this morning

Shanty Goes Public

and so it begins,
we spend our weekend entertaining with beards. Minnesotans are so generous. Many offers of warm food, drinks and showers. (or is this a subtle hint? ) Upcomming weeks, much time for beautification and making homey, the little shack that is warming our hearts and noses by the minute.
Hellos and goodbyes to crew members, as the expedition wears on, we welcome friends old and new.