(c) 2006 by Steve Martaindale
(NOTE: In October 2006, I set off on a four-month adventure working as a journalist in Antarctica. Readers of my print column back then were invited to follow along.)
Less than 72 hours into my Antarctic experience found me bundled in my ECW – extreme cold weather gear – along with 19 others as we prepared camp in the snow atop a glacial ice shelf.
They call it Happy Camper camp and the sarcasm is deeper than the snow.