Well, this week sees me doing my first week of nights which gives me the perfect opportunity to get my blog up to date.
A month since my last update is pretty poor, I really do promise to try and keep it better updated, I wonder how many times I’ve said that now!!!!!
Anyway………….. Winter Trips
Sunday 22nd February, the day the Ernest Shackleton left Halley taking the old winterers and summer team with it, leaving just 11 of us on base. This marked the start of our 8 month winter and also the start of our first set of winter trips.
Traditionally this set of trips goes out to the Hinge Zone (weather permitting) which is about a 3hr skidoo drive from base. The Hinge Zone is where the continent meets the ice shelf and due to the pressure and stresses and strains it has become a series of chasms, crevasses and small peaks (we like to call mountains!!!).
I went on my trip with Niv our Field Assistant who keeps us safe and attempts to prevent us from falling down crevasses and Robbie our resident sparkie. We were incredibly lucky with the weather and had 5 beautiful sunny days but very chilly evenings. Still we weren’t complaining, the other trips that went out found themselves confined to their tents for much of their trips due to low cloud creating bad contrast and therefore not being able to see the ground in front of them, pretty tricky in an area full of crevasses!!
The first day of our trip started with getting everything packed up onto the wooden Nansen sledges that we would then pull behind our skidoos, having a last (proper) meal (bacon sarnies!!), donning our skidoo suits which make it all but impossible to do anything but complain about how un-comfy they are and then heading out into the vast, flat white landscape that is the Brunt Ice Shelf.
Me in my beloved skidoo suit (we developed a love/hate relationship!!!).
The Gatekeeper. This point marks the gateway to the Hinge Zone. You can’t see well from this picture but all our skidoos and sledges are linked together. The theory being that if one goes into a crevasse the others will take the weight and stop it disappearing for good and pulling everyone else in with it!!!
We arrived at our camp site after about 3hrs of driving with only a few stops to pick up bits that had fallen off sledges and untangle ropes that we’d driven over!! Driving a skidoo linked to a sledge to a skidoo to another sledge etc etc is not as difficult as it might sound but you do have to concentrate. Generally looking at the person driving in front of you is a good idea otherwise when you realise they’ve stopped it’s all too late and you’ve already driven over your rope and got it twisted around your skis and end up having to do some funky manoeuvres to get in untangled!
Another good thing to do is when you are moving off check that the person behind you is ready. Niv always drove the front skidoo, me in the middle and Robbie at the back. Niv would give a thumbs up signal to both of us to check we were all ready and we’d both make some sort of signal back to say yeah we were. The problem is given the distance between Niv and Robbie it turns out it wasn’t always clear what signal Robbie was giving or even if he was on his skidoo at all as we found out when Niv and I drove off dragging Robbie’s skidoo behind us while Robbie was left running after it!!!!
Anyway, once at our chosen spot it was time to set up camp, this involves putting up our 3 man pyramid tent, setting up our beds which is no mean feat (wooden board, roll mat, thermarest, sheepskin rug, fleece liner thingy, biggest Rab down sleeping bag you’ve ever seen in your life inside a protective outer covering, hmm fiddly to say the least and getting into it is another story but suffice to say once inside it’s nice and snug!), setting up the HF radio (so we can contact base each evening to say all is well) and putting up the pee tent (toilet!!) and voila, home sweet home…………………
Comfy in my bed!
On our second day we went out to Stoney Berg, so named because it lays claim to the only stones on the Brunt Ice Shelf. We had a good amble around and climbed up the ridge to the top of the Berg. On the other side of the Berg we found a huge gulley which we abseiled into and had a wander around and then climbed back out of.
Stoney Berg from the front. We walked up from the far right.
Looking at Stoney Berg ridge. You can just make our skidoos out in the distance.
Stoney Berg Ridge.
Stoney Berg Stones!!!!
Walking around the Hinge Zone is much like driving around, we have to be roped up to each other. Again, the theory being if one of us falls down a crevasse the person on the other end of the rope can stop your fall, build an anchor and if necessary get you out if you can’t climb out yourself. We had plenty of training on this before going on our trip, luckily though we didn’t need to use any of these newly learnt skills. There were plenty of crevasses around but Niv had a canny way of finding them before they found us much to my relief as it turns out I’m much more of a scardy cat than I thought I would be when it comes to walking over crevasse ridden areas!!! My thinking on this is that maybe falling down a crevasse would be the best way to overcome my fear, I’ll let you know when I find out!!
Me and Robbie roped up at the bottom of Stoney Berg where we’d just abseiled in.
We found a smallish crevasse on our 3rd day which Niv opened up and set up an anchor so we could abseil down into it and have a look around.
This is looking up out of the crevasse
Me in the crevasse
On the 3rd day we climbed the Matterhorn!!!
Niv & the Matterhorn from the other side
On our fourth day it was looking like the weather was going to start to turn so we made the decision to take a quick trip down to Aladdin’s Cave in the morning, have an abseil in, a quick walk about then climb out and back to camp where we packed up and headed back home. It ended up being a stunning day, the deepest bluest sky I’ve seen in a long time. It made for a very pleasant drive back to base despite my blasted doo suit which decided it was time to cut off the circulation from my wrists to my hands!!!!!
Ah, I think Niv was probably glad to get back to base, if he wasn’t constantly reminding Robbie and I not to knock the tilly lamp with our heads every time we got in and out of the tent he was having to listen to my fairly constant grumblings about how it’s impossible to do anything when you’re trussed up in fifty million layers of clothing and carrying around a zillion jingly jangly things on a belt!!!!
Aladdin’s Cave
Bottom of Aladdin’s Cave
Me climbing in Aladdin’s Cave area
Needless to say we had a fantastic trip. We did go home a day early but that was made up for by having a day trip down to Creek 4 & 5 at the coast where we went exploring into the most enormous crevasse I have ever seen in my life (not hard, I’ve not seen many) but it was huuuuuge!!!! Anyway, will save that for another update as this one has got pretty long now not to mention the time it’s taken me to write it!!!!
Hope everyone back home is well. I’m having a great time here but I’m missing everyone very much. Keep in touch x x x
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