Monday, November 7, 2011

Work, work, work

We've been working our tails off day in, day out, to get the instrument back up to snuff. We had to pull a channel yesterday to replace a bit of electronics. That was relatively easy compared to the task I have been assigned today: I am working on placing pre-made panels on the instrument sides. While the panels are very pretty, they are totally the wrong size. I have been creatively using a drill as a router, in addition to employing other machinist anathemas.  In the six panels mounted so far, of 32 pre-drilled holes only 12 were in the right places. 

So I have nothing to report on the playing scene. So far, every day, I have gotten up at 6AM, showered & dressed, eaten breakfast, and caught a shuttle by 7:30.  After the ~45 minute long ride to the LDB site (7 miles out, no way to ski directly there, no vans available for us to have for our small group), we work until noon, eat a very good lunch on site (awesome flourless chocolate tort today) and then work all afternoon until we catch a 5:30 shuttle back into town. The cafeteria is open only until 7:30pm, so we dump our stuff in our rooms and race to dinner, then have about three hours before we collapse, exhausted, into bed.  Then it begins again.  Some are chafing under the limited schedule. There are no other rides out or in from the LDB site during the day except the cook's shuttle back into town at 3:30 pm, but we are too busy to go into town early.
Mt Erebus behind stuff sitting around the LDB site, including the stairs to nowhere

We did do some training yesterday morning, so we stayed in town until about 9AM. Wee.  I don't even remember what the training was for.

Despite my haggard outlook, I still admire the view from from the hanger now and then and marvel at being in Antarctica. 

So my synopsis of my time here to date follows:

All work and no play makes Scott a dull boy. All work and no play makes Scott a dull boy. All work and no play makes Scott a dull boy. All work and no play makes Scott a dull boy. All work and no play makes Scott a dull boy. All work and no play makes Scott a dull boy. All work and no play makes Scott a dull boy. All work and no play makes Scott a dull boy. All work and no play makes Scott a dull boy. All work and no play makes Scott a dull boy. All work and no play makes Scott a dull boy. All work and no play makes Scott a dull boy. All work and no play makes Scott a dull boy. All work and no play makes Scott a dull boy. All work and no play makes Scott a dull boy. All work and no play makes Scott a dull boy. All work and no play makes Scott a dull boy. All work and no play makes Scott a dull boy. All work and no play makes Scott a dull boy.


I'm ready for a nice hike.

3 comments:

  1. I love the line of snowmobiles. I'm guessing its the coldest car-port in the world.

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  2. When you start seeing Redrum, it's time to leave :-)

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