Look at this bug I found.
It was growing in this:
My primary concern, out here doing COVID response in the sticks, is that no one here will eat the things I find outside. Where do you think your food comes from, ya podgkins
a magical container box thing
how unimaginative. ….Regardless. I could not convince a single one of my team to eat one of these larvae; and I tried very hard. Guess we’ll never know what they taste like. Whose fault is that, I ask ya?
So we’ve got some glamorous stuff, and some stuff that I’m very impatient about. I. Am. Good. At. Waiting.
Gathering equipment for the polar expedition has started. Here are a couple dates:
Feb 23rd, my current work contract ends.
March- April, mumble something something plotting for science mumble mumble.
In late April, the hope is to fly over to Greenland from Copenhagen, and the kite-sled team will assemble. Mostly Spaniards, a Venezuelan, and me.
May, if all goes according to current plan, we’ll be zooming across the ice, doing science, testing sled capabilities. Polar exploration? And whatever else a human does in the Arctic. Be cold?
Weellllll…. probably Canadian provinces will have re-opened after reopening from their last closing, and I do fancy a stroll. Perhaps I can also transform into A GIGANTIC BALD EAGLE.
Don’t fall in, be good.