Snow day. Or ice day. The sky was raining frozen pellets at 6 this morning and school called to say stay home. This is H's last semester of high school. This time next year she'll be watching snow fall outside her college dorm window and deciding for herself if it's safe to hike across campus… Continue reading One for the pocket
The Fourth is tomorrow, so the long weekend starts today and that has me a bit confused seeing as it feels like a Saturday, but the radio schedule sounds like a Friday and, come Sunday, I'll think it's Saturday, too, and be disappointment to know that Monday is truly Monday. If that makes any sense.… Continue reading Friday Five ~ Or is it Saturday?
After reaching the depot at 82º S on the fifth, it appears that Amundsen's party tarried for two days to rest and resupply before continuing their journey on the 8th. Amundsen's brief account of the next several days describes the daily trek of thirty-some miles as if it were a leisurely stroll through the Tuscan… Continue reading The Pole Journey ~ November 6 – 10, 1911