Hi undersea fans,
Last week the call went out for volunteers who had scuba experience to go in the Navy hyperbaric chamber and test some dive computers for accuracy, so Rob the aerospace doc, Lynn the flight nurse and I signed up. The idea was to go down to 130 foot depth and write down the gauge numbers as we ascended back to the surface, while ignoring the probable nitrogen narcosis that occurs for many people at that depth and results in a very pleasant “I don’t care what happens anymore” experience. Rob and I felt pretty buzzed at that point and would have played some hop scotch but Lynn kept us focused and we finished the task and the high wore off by the time we emerged back to the outside world.
My south pole time finished up without incident and I flew out on a brilliant, sunny day with the wind chill at 55 below, returning to McMurdo in balmy temps above freezing and plenty of oxygen. I was sporting my repaired sunglasses after making friends with someone who had brought down a 3D printer who made a replacement part for the broken arm on my glasses. Since being back, I’ve held on to my ping pong title, done some bar-b-queing on the ice shelf for the folks at the long duration balloon project, finished up some root canals and did a fair number of fillings and cleanings. To top the week off, we biked down to see a few penguins this afternoon who are hanging around waiting to molt into their new winter coat.
One more week before meeting Pat in Bangkok and doing some SE Asia touring. Apparently I missed a good snow storm in Colorado, but plenty of snow here to make up for it.