6 November, 2001
The first thought of the day, "I don't want to go to Snow Survival School!" Since it was a requirement before going into the field, I reluctantly put on full Extreme Cold Weather gear and packed a bag with extra socks, gloves, fleece pants, and hats. I could already feel the cold creeping in as I trudged up the hill to the building for Field Safety Training. I would be living outdoors for the next two days and one night. Since our group had 21 members, we had two trainers, Ty and Thai (my sea ice instructor). We were given instructions before loading our gear into a huge vehicle called a Nodwell. The means for transportation in Antarctica has very little resemblance to our vehicles back home. Each one serves a purpose depending on the destination.
Today, we are heading to the Ross Ice Shelf to set up our "Home away >from Home". Meeting the people has been a highlight of my stay in Antarctica. Snow Survival School only added to the need for bonding together immediately. The greatest surprise of this whole Antarctic journey was that I really enjoyed this snow school experience, despite the extreme cold. Every aspect of this training was a learning experience for me. I learned how to put together and light a small camp stove, set up a two-man tent, use a "trucker's knot" and a "clove hitch" to secure the Scott tent, saw blocks from the snow to make a snow wall, and build a "snow dome" for sleeping. The weather cleared to be a nice day. We were warm as long as we were working. The weather started to change around dinnertime. The temperature dropped as the instructors left us to survive the night in our tents. We lit a stove inside of one of the snow-walled areas. We ate our lukewarm backpacker's dinner, trail mix, and chocolate candy bars. We were instructed to eat a lot of calories and stay well hydrated in order to keep warm. By bedtime, the wind was blowing so hard, it hurt to stay outside. It was beautiful watching the snow being swept across the surface as it snowed on us today. The poor visibility later in the day made it difficult to see the mountains or the instructor's hut in the distance. As I looked around our "camp", I had the unforgettable feeling of stepping into a National Geographic picture. Due to the extra layers of clothes, it took 30 minutes to get zipped up into the issued sleeping bag. Getting overheated before climbing into the sleeping bag actually kept me warm for the rest of the night. I was so tired that I didn't even notice the light outside as I quickly fell asleep. Being light 24 hours a day hasn't bothered my sleep patterns yet. I am averaging about five or six hours of sleep a "night". After attending Snow Survival School, I will rest easy knowing that I am better prepared to face future challenges in Antarctica.
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