A Broken Record

Update! (Har har. Get it?) Last night the wind reached 71 knots, with a maximum gust of 105 knots. This is a new Summit Station record. I managed to sleep peacefully right through it, even though it sounded like a hundred jet engines roaring outside the building as I fell asleep. We remain hunkered down …

Poop!

Seeing as I’m headed back to Greenland with another all-male crew, talk of poop is probably inevitable. And so, while we were all at REI shopping for balaclavas and neck gaiters and giant mittens and other strange articles of warm clothing that no one wants to need, it only seemed appropriate when I stumbled across …