This is the look of a man hiding beside a building to avoid winds of 48 knots. With that and a windchill factor of -46F thoughts of a beautiful wife and three beautiful sons keeps me warm!
Friday, November 2, 2007
Thursday, November 1, 2007

Here is the flightline on the frozen ocean. Our first Ski-fitted 130 has touched down. The plane to the right of it has been taking approximately 15 people to the South Pole each time it flies. It is a DC-3T Basler...big talk for a puddle jumper from Canada. The crew of this thing are nothing short of cowboys. The plane is not pressurized and the running joke is that they walk up to it, kick the tires, turn the prop and GO! One of the pilots that flies this thing from Canada tumbled one on landing it. It rolled end over end numerous times. Upon final impact....he apparently kicked the door open, his cowboy hat was a little cocked and crushed, and he was heard screaming "WHOO-HOO what a rush, Eh! Lets do it again, Eh!"
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