Today is a nice, cozy, indoorsy kind of day – as in it’s blowing 45 knots with gusts of 55. King Neptune is having a great time blasting sea spray into faces and teaching lessons to the idiot who tried to carry her open coffee mug between buildings. So, after a quick trip to the laundry room, I’m huddled in the galley, with a fresh vat of caffeine safely in hand. What to do with my spare time? How about string together some mellow video clips of sea ice rolling in on the changing tide:
Speaking of giant ice-javelins, now seems like a good time to introduce Intrepid Team Member Josh:
When the glacier’s face calves, we get a new look at the inside. To give you an idea of scale here, the cliff face is several hundred feet tall. Twenty-foot ice javelins? Yes please! (I was almost a quarter mile away when I took this photograph, and you’d be an idiot to get much closer.) See all those horizontal stripes? Each layer took about 150 years to form.
Wouldn’t that be fun? To have a house in the middle of a giant ice-lagoon?
This big boy rolled in about a week ago, and seems to have beached himself. Last year’s Big Beached Berg got a name (Mark Wahl-berg), and since this one is at least as large, I think he deserves a name, too. Suggestions?
Yeah, you heard me right. The other one is Palmer Station’s construction superintendent, and took this awesome photo:
photo by Zenobia Evans
Do you see any big chunks of ice on that water? Nope! Not even one tiny, tiny chunk of ice. Well how about any waves? No way, no waves. Inlet’s smooth as glass. Know what that means? We’re goin’ boating today. Aw yeah.
The icicles here mean serious business.