Sunday 13th
January
From
John Storey.....
Sunday
is definitely the day of rest in McMurdo, and it is very quiet.
In fact, when I got up this morning it was -3 C and I was
thinking that the place was almost as dead as Canberra on
a Sunday. However, this judgment turned out to be too harsh.
Breakfast was accompanied by a Janis Joplin album played very
loudly, there were waffles and maple syrup, and I realised
that there was still life here somewhere.
In
truth, most people were either sleeping off the night before
(Saturday is party night) or preparing for the great race
- the annual 7.5 km Scott's Hut race. This is the major sporting
event of the McMurdo calendar - it is to this place what the
Melbourne Cup is to Melbourne.
When
I arrived at the start line in front of the chapel Duane was
already doing his warm-up and stretching exercises. Wilfred
Walsh soon arrived and it became clear that the UNSW team
was going to be a force to be reckoned with. We pinned our
numbers onto our T-shirts and looked extremely professional.
At
11 am the starter read out the course instructions and waved
us away. Running on the unmade roads of coarse rocks and gravel
was a bit awkward at first, but at least the Terrabus and
the Deltas were safely out of the way. Running down hill turns
out to be lot easier than running up hill. In the end Wilfred
and Duane did us proud by finishing well up the field, in
about 34 minutes. I staggered in around 7 minutes later -
a personal best and, I'm quite convinced, much faster than
the Weddell seals could have done it.
The
official results are not yet out, and we'll have to see if
there are any protests against the Diamox users, as I see
that it is one of the drugs banned from professional sport.
Diamox
is a drug used to counteract glaucoma, epilepsy, and a whole
host of other things including altitude sickness. Some people
swear by it, and a good fraction of the folk traveling to
South Pole are already taking it in anticipation (it takes
a little while to act). Other people point to the side effects
which, like many drugs, can include death, but more commonly
are just an unpleasant tingling sensation in your tingly bits,
and a change of taste (for the worse) of carbonated beverages.
The effect on the taste of McMurdo coffee has yet to be documented.
Today (as you might have guessed) I made the mistake of looking
up Diamox on the web. Its actions appear to be extremely complex
and varied and the conclusion I came to was that below 5000
m it's a bit of a waste of time. I may have changed my mind
by this time tomorrow.
Tonight
we did another "bag-drag", and have been told to
check in tomorrow (Monday) at 6:45 am for our flight to the
Pole.
John
 
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