Warm DRY clothes.  Hot SALTY Cup o’ Noodles; Ramen never tasted sooo good.  Huddled  an hour with Support Staff inside our Prep tent, before joining Lin for her final 2 short laps.  Lady ran in SLEET last year, day’s multiple White Continent finisher.  STRONG!

3 to a tent (Antarctica on a Budget).  Overnight’d with 2 other Americans, Jeff & Dave.  Quiet, respectful, neither snored & THIN.  Three guys sharin’ a two-man tent; body size is KEY.  We could maximize space (they decided): 2 campers positioned north-south, 3^rd runner sleeping opposite direction.  Yep, middle passenger.  Short straw drawn.

Head at the open flap (tent/broken zipper).  Wore EVERY piece of dry clothing packed.  Those items I couldn’t physically peel on, I tucked over my head.

Grumble, grumble?  long rambling rant?  Heck no.  I’m SNOW CAMPING in ANTARCTICA.  Unbelievable.  No words BIG ENOUGH for this life-imprint.

PRECIP blew in after midnite.  Half-asleep, remember our flap blowing wildly & what I thought was rain.  One eye open, wrapped a shoe ‘round the whipping tent appendage (quick MacGyver fix), shook the snow off my head-covers.  FULL Antarctica EXPERIENCE!  Cold, SUPER TIRED.  Why the heck did my tent mate need a light?!  Notta flashlight.

3 A.M. ☼ DAYBREAK.  Tap tap tap of sleet, Antarctic summer wonderland.

Good a time as any for a ‘white pot’ moment.  Urine emptied into the appropriate can (full-on glamping folks/no hand sanitizer either/don’t be jealous).  Staggered back to my sleep mat.  Zipped in/secure, DRY belongings piled high, cat-napped 2 hours more.

CAMP frosted white, morning in Antarctica.

Generator blaring, strong smell of petrol.  Breakfast brewing.  Opted for a walk-about (‘nuff Ramen yesterday).

More than I could have ever imagined.  And C-O-L-D ❄️🐧❤️

Antarctica CAMP