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Monday, January 31, 2011

Whitney: Has El Nino screwed NYC?


Today I felt like I was preparing for Antarctica by getting in touch with my bitter roots. After spending four years in upstate NY for school, I fled to the equator for five years to thaw out from those bitterly cold winters. Due to an obligation for my job, I am returning to my alma mater, Cornell University, tomorrow in the midst of another forecasted snow storm. As I was packing this evening I looked over at the pile of stuff growing for Antarctica and gingerly started picking through them to determine which select items might prevent my eyelashes from freezing together when the wind whips so hard that my eyes water, but the water freezes the eyelashes shut before they form tears. Or is there some sort of head covering I can wear to prevent the snot from freezing while still in my nose? Needless to say the memories are still quite raw.

As I have been checking the weather throughout the day to determine the force of the snowstorm, I thought perhaps I should check the weather in Antarctica. Do they have weather for Antarctica? Can you select it as one of your preferred locals on your iPhone? This is something every one should do this winter as you will realize that global warming really is taking effect. Turns out that weather.com does have the weather forecast for Antarctica, and there are multiple locations - not just one temperature reading for the entire region, like I had originally thought. Here was the shocking discovery – McMurdo, Antarctica; Base Esperanza, Antarctica; Centro Met. Antartico, Antarctica were all at least 10 degrees warmer than NYC today. I can’t believe I went to school in a place colder than Antarctica. This topic clearly requires further research as I fear that either weather.com is not 100% accurate(!), or summer in Antarctica doesn’t require buying eyelash warmers.

Warren: A dream come true


Thanks to a wonderfully supportive wife and two very daring daughters, the next grand adventure is about to begin. Since I was a little boy living in a hot desert, the thought of cooling my toes in the antarctic ocean has been dream of mine. Several years ago Aunt Jamie asked me where I would like to go on vacation and I said the South Pole. While the exact south pole is not our goal, we will have a chance to see something new and different.
Here is an article from the Wall Street Journal that gives and interesting historical perspective on the trip.

An exhibit at New York's American Museum of Natural History, "Race to the End of the Earth," chronicles the 100-year-old race to the South Pole. It captivated the world because, as an introductory film explains, Antarctica was the "last great geographical prize on Earth."

Norwegian Roald Amundsen (1872-1928) and Royal Navy Capt. Robert Falcon Scott (1868-1912) were both seasoned explorers in 1910. Scott's first attempt at the South Pole in 1902 brought him world-wide acclaim. Amundsen made a name for himself a year later on a three-year navigation of the Northwest Passage. It was there that Amundsen learned how to handle sled dogs and dress for the subzero temperatures, two skills that would prove essential in Antarctica.

The entrance to the exhibit sets the tone with cool temperatures, iridescent blue lighting reminiscent of the inside of an igloo, and the sounds of penguins and other Antarctic wildlife. After a brief introduction to Amundsen and Scott, visitors learn the history and facts of the "windiest, coldest, highest desert on Earth."

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American Museum of Natural History/D. Finnin

An underground workroom where Roald Amundsen's crew could do maintenance sheltered from the cold..

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'Race to the End of the Earth'

American Museum of Natural History
Through Jan. 2

Early maps in the 1500s showed Terra Australis Nondum Cognita ("Southern land as yet unknown") extending all the way up to the temperate zones, parts of which were falsely believed to be hospitable to plants, animals and people. Some believed the poles were open at both ends, allowing access to a whole other interior world. But as mariners ventured farther south, the estimated size of the unknown continent shrank. The facts, as we know them today, are that the land mass is 5.5 million square miles, or about 1.5 times the size of the continental U.S.; winds can gust up to 185 miles per hour; the coldest recorded temperature was minus 128.6 degrees Fahrenheit; the average elevation is 7,100 feet above sea level; and the average precipitation is less than two inches a year.

Scott's expedition set out from Cardiff, Wales, on June 15, 1910, with a crew of 65 aboard the Terra Nova, a former whaling ship. Amundsen departed from Oslo on June 3, 1910, with a crew of 18 aboard the Fram and was initially headed to the North Pole. But when news came that the North Pole had been conquered, Amundsen turned his focus to the South Pole; he didn't tell his crew until October 1910, when they reached Madeira, that he planned to go south instead of north. Shortly thereafter, Scott, who thought he had the south all to himself, received a courtesy telegram from Amundsen: "Beg leave inform you proceeding Antarctica." The race was on.

There are detailed blueprints of both ships, as well as profiles of the crew members. In fact, visitors are encouraged to randomly pick up one of the small postcards devoted to individual crew members and to look for him in photographs and displays throughout the exhibit.

Both teams set up base camps on the Ross Ice Shelf in January 1911. It was summer, but not enough time remained to make a dash to the pole before the harsh winter set in. So the two teams busied themselves making permanent base camps, both of which are re-created here.

The British camp comprised wooden huts complete with books, pipes, pictures from home, even a player piano. The Norwegians traveled much lighter. They, too, built huts, and dubbed their little outpost "Framheim." But they also dug ice caves in which they set up workshops to prepare gear for the 900-mile trek (one way). The Norwegians were there, the exhibit makes clear, merely to reach the South Pole. The British explorers were also interested in science. These two distinct attitudes played no small role in the eventual outcome.

The Norwegians set up camp 70 miles closer to the pole and set out first, on Sept. 8, 1911, with a five-man team on four sleds pulled by four teams of 13 dogs each. By contrast, the British set off on Oct. 24 with 16 men, 12 sledges and two experimental motorized sledges. They had just 22 dogs and 10 ponies. Three ponies had already died of cold and hunger during the winter. Two others fell through the ice and were eaten by killer whales. Scott, in fact, wrote in his diary that he was concerned about the Norwegians' superior dog handling. He was right.

The Norwegians also chose to wear mostly fur clothing; the Brits opted for wool. Both sets of clothes are on display here, along with plaques explaining their advantages and shortcomings. In short, the Norwegians fared much better with the fur outfits because their natural animal skins provided better insulation against the sub-zero temperatures. Amundsen, on his Northwest Passage journey, had also learned from the Inuit how to dress for these conditions.

On the walls of the gallery are timelines of each expedition. The Norwegians started out too soon and were turned back by a late winter storm. But after that, their trip was relatively uneventful. The dogs worked well, the furs kept the men warm, and they reached the pole in just 57 days. Photos show them looking remarkably healthy and fresh, like they'd just gone out on the local pond for the day.

By contrast, the British expedition was plagued from the start. The men were only 51 miles from base camp when the motors on their sledges started to fail. They shot the first pony for food on day 24; ate the last on day 39. They were trapped for four days by a blizzard. On Day 80, they saw the Norwegian flag in the distance and realized that they'd lost. To add insult to injury, Amundsen left a letter for Norwegian King Haakon VII and asked Scott to deliver it.

Unfortunately, Scott would never make it back. While the Norwegian crew was pulling into Tasmania in March 1912, the British were slowly dying on the ice, plagued by snowstorms, slow travel and ever-dwindling supplies. A few days later (no one knows the exact date), Scott and his remaining crew perished. In the spring, a British team found their bodies still inside their shelter bags. The last entry of Scott's diary reads: "We shall stick it out to the end but we are getting weaker of course and the end cannot be far . . ."

All of this is told well here, with photos, interactive diaries, and plenty of interesting artifacts. Among them are Amundsen's 12-gauge shotgun, his skis and a Norwegian sled. Some pieces are on loan from museums in Norway, but a remarkable number are from the museum's own collection. From the British, there's a pair of heavy steel-spiked overboots—an early precursor to crampons—that didn't work well at all. A metaphor, sad to say, for the entire expedition

E.B.: Why Antarctica


There are approximately 21,000 people who visited Antarctica last year. To give you an idea of what that means, it is roughly equivalent to 1/8 of the tourists who visit France on any given day. Just ask yourself, how many people do you know who have gone? (We have a survey on the upper-right hand side where you can answer)

Last year almost ¼ of the tourists were from the U.S. The second-highest group was Germans followed by Brits and Australians. Our cruise ships fits 126 passengers, I’ll be interested to see if our demographics match the average.

I initially planned the trip as a celebration for turning 30 without children (though I would have loved to have had my favorite kids/teens join). I liked that it was my 7th and last continent to visit. I liked that I had found a 21st century vacation where I wouldn’t be reachable by phone or e-mail. I liked the idea of all those baby penguins and the quest for Whitney's imaginary friend.

And so it began. We researched all the various options and settled not on the best reviewed or the most award winning, we went with the cheapest. We may regret this.

Sunday, January 30, 2011

Whitney: Finding Penguin

When I was a child, my sister, EB, and I both had imaginary friends. EB’s imaginary friend was a curly haired little girl named Harley Darley. For some reason I went one step down the creative path and had a penguin as my imaginary friend. My creativity seemed to stop short there as I called him simply “Penguin.” I always seemed to have a love of penguins when I was a small child, perhaps because they were completely exotic to my suburban Midwest surroundings. Did I have any inkling that someday I would travel to the end of the earth just to see them in their natural habitat?! Well folks, my quest for “Penguin” will commence on February 11, 2011 as I fly from NYC to Buenos Aires where I will meet my sister, EB, and Dad. We will then catch a flight to Ushuaia the southernmost city in the world where we will hope on a boat for 9 days to head to the final continent – Antarctica. Here is what I know about Antarctica:
(A) It’s cold
(B) There are four different kinds of penguins
(C) The Norwegians made it to the South Pole first because they wore fur instead of wool and chose to take dogs instead of ponies like the Brits

I don’t have any furs nor am I packing any dogs in my suitcase.

E.B.: The countdown begins



I am 11 days away from leaving for Antarctica. I have decided that I want to document the trip here, letting myself spend my vacation being a writer/photographer again. I also look forward to taking a break from the political instability which has engulfed the region (and occasionally my neighborhood) to focus instead on important issues like penguin identification and experiments with anti-sea sickness medication. In total I will be gone for 17 days, 9 of which will be spent on an expedition ship. I will be traveling with my Dad and my sister. I’ll write before I leave and then update daily when I have an internet connection. I hope you comment. I hope you laugh. I hope you get an escape from the daily grind and maybe save a lot of money if, through my writing, you learn Antarctica never needs to be on your bucket list. I also hope there is at least one hot, eligible, explorer-type guy on this boat who is not rooming with my father. We all have dreams.

I know most of you will just be interested in photos of cute baby animals. They will be a clear priority.