Ok, I am just sick of writing WoopWoop, WhoopWhoop and WPWP. This place is the where we have international flights arrive once the sea ice has melted out. It is situated 40km from base and until 9/8/2011 I had only flown there in a a squirrel helicopter. To get there over land requires a trip out of Davis around Anchorage Is. North-ish to Long Fjord, past Brooke's Hut and to The Ramp (not the ramp... The Ramp). After that it is a trip across the Plateau to the airstrip. Part of my job requires that I maintain the Automatic weather station that is situated there so when an opportunity to go there springs I will often jump on it. Because we're in the the heart of winter though, and currently the station is only solar powered there is little point in taking all my equipment up to calibrate the gear. Realizing that this would be a problem I was still justified in my going up as I am fully qualified to operate the D-1 'Dozer AKA a shovel (qualified but not very good :D).
The team for the trip was Rob, Dieso; Craig, Comms tech and Trip leader for the outing; Corey, Dieso; Myself; and one yellow Hagglund
Snow reflects, having no tripod doesn't help, only snowbanks to pop the camera on.
Corey
Rob
Me
Craig
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