What a fabulous place to spend Christmas. It’s been a mixture of fun parties and outdoor sports with a great group of people
On Christmas eve we put on a ‘nativity’ play, cleverly adapted by doctor Matt to tell the story of the birth of the savior Shaun the chippy by Mary the beaker. It was hysterical, here’s a clip:
‘Hark’ they cried out, “make all possible haste.”
“For something miraculous has happened on base.”
“What can it be?” they cried, wiping away their drool
“Has John Withers withdrawn the two can rule?”
“Better than that,” the angels replied,
“Oh has that horrible pet skua finally died?”
“Shut up and listen, you miserable gits.
This day a man is born the king of FIDS.
We drank mulled wine and ate mince pies as the sun shone on the icebergs floating in the bay outside, quite surreal.
A morning walk around the coast to look at the penguins and seals, in a dress, was an unusual but extremely pleasant way to start Christmas day; the remainder of the day was very traditional - playing scrabble with the girls, opening presents from friends at home and on base, eating chocolate and drinking wine, followed by Christmas dinner in the festively decked canteen.
I also stuck to tradition on boxing day and went for a stroll, this year however it involved slapping on some suntan cream, getting into a harness to be roped up, and wearing crampons to hike across reptile ridge, a snow covered mountain ridge close to base. Yesterday we completed another ridge walk – stork ridge, which has spectacular views over the ice cliffs, the air was so clear you could see an island range 100 km away. We also saw Arctic turns nesting on the cliff tops, icebergs calving off into the ocean, and coming down off the ridge into ‘stork bowl’ over fresh powdery snow gave me the feeling you get when you wake up in the morning after a big snowfall and you’re the first person to walk on outside, only on a huge scale. The colors and light were fabulous, the hills and ridges of the windblown snow look like white sand dunes rolling off into the distance, mountain peaks surrounding you are awe inspiring, the sun beating down making you sweat at the same time – it’s all such a sensory overload you struggle to take it in. After returning to base for dinner we went back out into the hills to snowboard for the evening – it’s been a while so I took lots of tumbles, but when we returned to base there was a party on the veranda outside the accommodation block so I was able to rest by aching bones in the low sunlight with a few beers.
Thanks to everyone at home for my presents, and everyone on base for an amazing Christmas