Our Friday morning C-17 flight to the ice went smoothly; we got away a little
later than planned, but the seating and temperature in the plane were
comfortable, and the crew let us visit the cockpit! Our flight had something
like 110 passengers, just about all USAP folks bound for McMurdo station.
Disembarking on the Phoenix airfield felt very familiar, bright white and crisp
cold, no smell except burning jet fuel,
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morgana at the horizon. We
had gorgeous weather for this time of year - calm and mid -20s C, and the view
never gets old. Some folks had driven a Haaglund (a “hag”, as we tend to call
them) out from Scott Base to meet the kiwi contingent, and something like half
an hour later, we arrived at Scott Base!
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