I can't believe I I just ate McDonalds again, it was still as bad as I remembered only it looked much better than any of my other options. Anyways on the Way to denver now for a few days then on Wednesday I get to start my journey south again.
The next few days in Denver will consist of a some training and orientation that won't last anywhere as long as it will feel. Then on Wednesday I fly from Denver to Dallas to Santiago to Punta Arenas. In PA I'll be all like "I'm on a boat!" and should be arriving around the 14th or so to Palmer.
What I am looking forward to is seeing the wildlife around station and getting some good opportunities to take pictures of everything. Also hope to get to try out the HD video part of my new camera. I am also looking forward to working with what is looking to be a great winter crew.
I'm sure updates to this blog will be very sporadic but I'll do my best to keep up on it.
Sunday, April 4, 2010
Thursday, December 24, 2009
Home pt2
So I haven't updated in awhile, either with pictures or words but I'm gonna do it now.
Coming home has been kinda stressful for me this year. I ended a relationship, did a lot of driving, and went to a few museums.
When I left Palmer we traveled to Hugo Island to repair some scientific equipment. The first attempt to get to shore wasn't very successful due to the sea ice. The next morning the ice decided to clear out and along with the clear sky gave us a beautiful day.
After hugo we stopped in a secluded bay so some man over board drills could be done which enabled us to get out on the Zodiacs in some crystal clear water. The shot boating excursion was very much appreciated by all the north bound folks.
The trip North from here was pretty uneventful except for our last night was a little rough while we went up the cost of South America before heading in the straits.
After a night in Punta Arenas I traveled to Santiago where a long layover gave us the chance to head into the city. The city was fun to walk around but did remind me that as much as I don't care for cities they are still nice to visit for a day or so. After the layover it was just plane rides north.
Coming home has been kinda stressful for me this year. I ended a relationship, did a lot of driving, and went to a few museums.
When I left Palmer we traveled to Hugo Island to repair some scientific equipment. The first attempt to get to shore wasn't very successful due to the sea ice. The next morning the ice decided to clear out and along with the clear sky gave us a beautiful day.
After hugo we stopped in a secluded bay so some man over board drills could be done which enabled us to get out on the Zodiacs in some crystal clear water. The shot boating excursion was very much appreciated by all the north bound folks.
The trip North from here was pretty uneventful except for our last night was a little rough while we went up the cost of South America before heading in the straits.
After a night in Punta Arenas I traveled to Santiago where a long layover gave us the chance to head into the city. The city was fun to walk around but did remind me that as much as I don't care for cities they are still nice to visit for a day or so. After the layover it was just plane rides north.
Thursday, November 5, 2009
Home pt 1
So I am finally home, well sorta, right now I'm in Savannah but close enough. The last few weeks have been really busy for me, but I've finally gotten so time and internet to up load quite a few new pictures to the palmer gallery. I'm still trying to organize my thoughts a little before I write a nice summary of my trip home, but I will do it shortly.
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
The End is Near!
As I type my north bound boat is sitting at the pier. I will be officially on board sometime tomorrow, and Thursday I'll be starting my week trip home.
One of the first things I hope to do when I get home is to post a nice update, and talk more about my stay here at station and all the other stuff that goes with it.
Also there are a few new pictures that have been posted, or at least should have been.
One of the first things I hope to do when I get home is to post a nice update, and talk more about my stay here at station and all the other stuff that goes with it.
Also there are a few new pictures that have been posted, or at least should have been.
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Changes
Consider for a minute, that you find yourself living in isolation. For seven months you get to interact with maybe sixty other people or so. Then consider that three of those months are spent with 15 other people, and no one else. Add to that the fact you can travel no more than two miles in any direction.
To be sitting in my room and consider that the orange boat on the pier will be leaving in a day, and with it 95% of your "family" with it. That is a hard thing to take. Not only that but they are replaced with a bunch of new faces, some of which you know but most you do not.
That is my world right now, in ways the ship removes me from the isolation I've been feeling the past few months, but it also at times feels like it makes it worse.
When you have the number of people you live with all of a sudden just triple, you find yourself sometimes doing all you can to hide and escape, to go back to your small world. It's not that these people aren't cool people and a joy to work and live with, I'm sure. No it is the fact that they are not your people. Everything that has been your everyday life is changing, and some times it is a harder thing then you may think.
The only way some one not on station could picture it would be like this:
Sitting in you home you get a phone call, "hey come out here and help me park, the voice on the other line says". You open the door to see your crazy brother, driving a converted school bus, of the short kind. As you help him park and hope to hell he doesn't run you or your lawn gnome down you notice a bunch of faces pressed on the windows of the bus. You brother gets out and tells you your family will be leaving in a few days, and in it's place he's leaving a group of gypsies who will take there place while you stay behind for a short time. While the gypsies are nice, and do most of the things you family did, they don't do it the same way. At times this gets on your nerves greatly at times.
When your family packs and loads into the bus, you need to go and help you brother get out of the driveway, and as he drifts down the road, you jump into the middle of the road to get one last look before they drive out of sight.
Even if you know you will soon follow them your family is now gone, and you are left to adjust to the ways of the gypsies. Because there is not changing their ways to fit you, it is you who must adjust.
But the Best part of the changes is the fact that I get to leave soon, get to see MY family again. But I am also feeling this urge to just get in a car, on a motorcycle, what ever and just go someplace any place but home.
As much as I want to see the people I miss and love, I don't know if I can just stay in one place much longer, my legs they need to be stretched.
To be sitting in my room and consider that the orange boat on the pier will be leaving in a day, and with it 95% of your "family" with it. That is a hard thing to take. Not only that but they are replaced with a bunch of new faces, some of which you know but most you do not.
That is my world right now, in ways the ship removes me from the isolation I've been feeling the past few months, but it also at times feels like it makes it worse.
When you have the number of people you live with all of a sudden just triple, you find yourself sometimes doing all you can to hide and escape, to go back to your small world. It's not that these people aren't cool people and a joy to work and live with, I'm sure. No it is the fact that they are not your people. Everything that has been your everyday life is changing, and some times it is a harder thing then you may think.
The only way some one not on station could picture it would be like this:
Sitting in you home you get a phone call, "hey come out here and help me park, the voice on the other line says". You open the door to see your crazy brother, driving a converted school bus, of the short kind. As you help him park and hope to hell he doesn't run you or your lawn gnome down you notice a bunch of faces pressed on the windows of the bus. You brother gets out and tells you your family will be leaving in a few days, and in it's place he's leaving a group of gypsies who will take there place while you stay behind for a short time. While the gypsies are nice, and do most of the things you family did, they don't do it the same way. At times this gets on your nerves greatly at times.
When your family packs and loads into the bus, you need to go and help you brother get out of the driveway, and as he drifts down the road, you jump into the middle of the road to get one last look before they drive out of sight.
Even if you know you will soon follow them your family is now gone, and you are left to adjust to the ways of the gypsies. Because there is not changing their ways to fit you, it is you who must adjust.
But the Best part of the changes is the fact that I get to leave soon, get to see MY family again. But I am also feeling this urge to just get in a car, on a motorcycle, what ever and just go someplace any place but home.
As much as I want to see the people I miss and love, I don't know if I can just stay in one place much longer, my legs they need to be stretched.
Saturday, September 19, 2009
Penguin Plunge
I've signed up for the N. Bennington Penguin Plunge to raise money for the Vermont Special Olympics. Please visit my fundraising page and donate what ever you can, it's for a great cause.
I'll do my best to swim around for a bit, and enjoy the water. Plus there could be free prints going out to people, if I raise enough money. That's the only way I have of really saying thank you to those who help me.
Up until the plunge I may do a few different things to help raise some extra cash so keep your eyes open.
My Fund raising page!
I'll do my best to swim around for a bit, and enjoy the water. Plus there could be free prints going out to people, if I raise enough money. That's the only way I have of really saying thank you to those who help me.
Up until the plunge I may do a few different things to help raise some extra cash so keep your eyes open.
My Fund raising page!
Friday, September 11, 2009
Copyright
So I've done some thinking about copyright and all my pictures are now covered under CC. Learn more by clicking below.
This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-Share Alike 3.0 United States License.
This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-Share Alike 3.0 United States License.
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