Saturday, November 04, 2006

October 6, 1975: Monday

Boy, the weather was bad. Dr. Treves couldn’t go out to the Dirty Ice to see if they could get a road through. There was blowing snow all day and very cold. I slept with pajamas and Mukluk liners. Didn’t bother going to breakfast.

Gather up supplies for our 24-hour vigil over a fish-hut and current meter. Learned how to drive a trackmaster. It’s sort of easy, pulling on break levers. The battery cable in 504 shorted out and left us powerless, while I was driving. Then we got it going and I drove her into the garage without knocking anything over.

Straightened Nartsiss out on the difference between Nebraska red and Oklahoma red.

Measured cables of wire. Neither one was over 200 meters. Took them to the Navy to get them spliced.

Mike’s learning to play the Guitar. Tim and Doug know how. I have half a mind to play bass for ‘em. Dan, who’s leaving, taught Mike and me “Blackbird” from The White Album.

Warmer in the Hotel tonight. But it’s one o’clock and tomorrow is going to be a long, long day. Cashed two travelers cheques, then splurged at the Ship’s Store. Bought two sweat shirts, $3.75 each. One is Joy’s, for her birthday. The other is for Kay, I think. It might end up being Cathy’s. Have to find everyone a small souvenir.

Days Total:
$7.50 Operation Deep Freeze Sweatshirts

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