Midnight Sun...almost.

Time is flying by here at Logtung, the tropics of the North. Every day has been over 25 and gorgeous, so my geo-tan (the forearms and the face only) is excellent. Yesterday we hiked up to the top of the NE ridge and grabbed a bulk sample for isotopes – it was so nice to get up and out of camp. Then we did some coreshack stuff down in camp in the afternoon so we ended up getting a lot of sun. The top picture was taken at midnight (the magic hour), looking Southeast. There's still a tiny strip of pink light on the crest of the ridge.

When Dave arrived back from a trip to Teslin with popsicles (just about the most difficult treat you can attempt to bring into the field in hot weather) we were ready to kiss his feet. Since Dave doesn’t say much and communicates with a series of shrugs (which I deeply respect), this was an extreme display of love on his part, and Danielle and I almost gave him hugs (but we realized the traumatizing affect it would have on him). He’s such a softy underneath.
Each night we watch another episode of Little Britain which is getting more offensive every sketch, and I’m always scared Danielle is going to walk into the cook-tent when some horribly politically incorrect thing is happening – there have been some very close calls. We’re also trying to get a walk in during the magic hour when the sun is just right and it cools off a bit, so we don’t go stir-crazy. Lots of good pictures! Then its bedtime, and it’s been so nice having Bandana and Kita curled up at the end of my bed every night – it makes the lack of Sydney and Tolkien a little more bearable. Mom- I am soooo hooked on the French Lieutenant’s Woman. So good – and I can’t believe its John Fowles that wrote it! A world apart from The Magus.

Last night was Steak to order, salad, mashed potatoes, corn and rhubarb pie. Heck yes – Eileen the cook is pretty fabulous, and is extremely sensitive to our ever-changing gastronomic whims – since it’s been hot, everyone’s eating way less. The snow is melting before our eyes, but that still doesn’t change the fact that a 14ft high bank is covering most of the mineralized ridge (see right, where I try to push it over the edge - and off the rocks - myself). I’m getting frustrated, seeing as most of the good area isn’t going to melt for another week.

Meg: each post has a place for comments at the bottom, so post them on the most recent one each time. Also – I replied (and will continue to) to your message within the comments section so check back and you’ll find I’ve written back in the same spot you did. It’s easier that way. Do you guys have dates for Liz and Jeff yet?

Hope to hear from you guys later!