Post the Twenty-Ninth

It was a beautiful evening.  Just right for a post-prandial stroll.  So, why not?  Why not indeed!

Post the Twenty-Eighth

The end is nigh!

Post the Twenty-Seventh

IN MEMORIAM

On Wednesday evening 3 of our Davis family lost their lives in tragic circumstances.  Bob, Mike and Perry were taken from us when the Twin Otter aircraft they were travelling in went down in the Trans-Antarctic Mountains whilst en-route from the South Pole to Terra Nova Bay.

These three Canadian men were honourary Australians as far as we at Davis are concerned.  They are keenly mourned.

It's a small gesture, but I dedicate this Australia Day post to their memory.  Vale Perry, Mike and Bob.

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Australia Day!

I'm not normally one to go in for jingoistic ra-ra, but Oz Day in Antarctica has its own traditions.  And one in particular that I did not want to miss.

Post the Twenty-Sixth

Elephant Seals

Ugly, oversized, smelly, ill-tempered and with a huge honk, there isn't much to like about them.  And yet, for some strange reason I feel an affinity....

Post the Twenty-Fifth

SCIENCE!

There's a bit of it going on down here, you know.

Post the Twenty-Fourth

Fresh vegetables.  Surprisingly difficult to get in the Antarctic.

Well...  Eh.  Maybe it's not that surprising.

Post the Twenty-Third

What better place for boating activities could there be than Antarctica?

Post the Twenty-Second

Before I say anything else today:  Happy Birthday Aunty Crashen!

And now, moving along...

You're not going to believe this, but...  Weddell Seal!  (!!!)

Post the Twenty-First

Twenty first post.  Twenty first. Holy blogmonsters, Batman!  Do I get a key or something?

And that's not counting the specials and so forth.  When starting out on this project I never imagined that there would be this many.  I was thinking one, perhaps two (short) posts a week would be the maximum.  Who knew that I would be able to generate so much bovine excrement?

Well, truth be told, probably all of you who know me, right?

Post the Twentieth

We have finally done it!  Four weeks in, and most likely half way through Swim-Swim's and my stint at Davis, but we have made it to the big, white, hard bit of Antarctica - the ice!

Post the Nineteenth

It's a Sunday afternoon, I have the day off, and I have no plans.  Well I did have plans - quite excellent ones - but they fell through like a safe on rotten floorboards.

So what can a poor lad like myself do with the afternoon?  How about... write a blog post!

Brilliant idea!

Post the Eighteenth

Long term readers of this blog are probably aware that I am currently in Antarctica.  The more astute of the newer readers have probably picked up on that too.  So, why am I in Antarctica?  What is my function?

What is a slushy?  Or even an uber-slushy?  If you're keen to find out, read on, and learn all about a day in the life of an uber-slushy!

Post the Seventeenth

It's time for a fancy dress party!

Or, to put it another way; ERMAHGERD!  FERNCER DRERSS!

Post the Sixteenth-and-a-Halfth-th

Wildlife!

100%, pure, unadulterated, undiluted, un-digitally-enhanced, un-ding-dong-diddley wildlife!

And I have photos of it!

Post the Sixteenth

A day off!

Time to see if I can't head out and photographically ensnare some things for you that aren't rocks or blurs.  Or blurry rocks. 

Post the New-Year's-Eve-th

New Year's Eve!  Complete with Alfred Hitch-Swim.

Post the Christmasteenth (Part Too)

Hello again!

Yes, it's still 2012, and it's still Christmas on Jeff of the South.  So? I like living in the past!  At least I know what's going to happen next.  To a certain point.

Post the Christmasteenth (Part 1)

I know, right?  Christmas is so last year, and everyone has moved on.  Except I have this here blog to write, and I have these here photos that were taken.  So Deck the Halls with Good King Wenceslasty the Snowman, etc.  Here are yet more Christmas leftovers.