Thanks to the wonder of broadband internet back up north, Christoph (twitter.com/larndoc) who wintered here with me last year and just got back to the UK, has uploaded our (winning!) entry from the Antarctic 48hr film festival last year…
…basically all the bases down here get given a series of 5 items to include in a 5 minute long film (to stop it being made beforehand) and then 48hrs to film and cut it…great fun!
And it shows some of the inside of this remarkable station of ours.
So, the Shackleton left Halley a few days ago for the last time for another year, with just the handful of souls who are wintering left there.
Interestingly, I am not on it!
The doc who was supposed to replace me is not going to be wintering and with the recruitment and logistical difficulties of getting a new doc here at such late notice no other option was really achievable to avoid the base possibly having to shut down over the winter…so yes, I am spending a second consecutive winter here at Halley…flying out straight afterwards though, getting back in November.
It was far, far from an easy decision, as I’m sure you can imagine.
I’ll be missing a lot back home of course, but will also hope to be gaining as much as I can from a second winter down here.
So apologies for the continuing appearance of photos of white icy nothingness, strange lights in the starry sky, inquisitive furry little chaps and of course, the darkness!
nickynickardo asked: How do you have Wi-Fi down there?
Mystical Antarctic Wi-Fi Pixies!
Sadly not…we have pretty decent satellite communication systems, principally for getting the science data back, but it does allow us some personal time online. Almost unimaginably slow for those of us used to unlimited broadband, so can be frustrating at times, but still wonderful to be able to keep in touch with friends and family and share the experience in ways like this!
Coming upon the remote and desolate island of Southern Thule, these lines from Poe seem remarkably apposite:
"By a route obscure and lonely,
Haunted by ill angels only,
Where an Eidolon, named Night,
On a black throne reigns upright,
I have reached these lands but newly
From an ultimate dim Thule –
From a wild weird clime, that lieth, sublime,
Out of Space – out of Time.”
From “Dream-Land” by Edgar Allan Poe.