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July 21
Dispatch 7
My tent shakes violently...
LOCATION: 89.30N 11.45W at 20:50 GMT
My tent shakes violenty from the strong W-N-W winds outside.
It is 26 degress with a thin, low blowing surface fog. The sun is
visible and, at times, it peeps through a break of the surface cover
clouds. Today, when I walked the perimeter of my home block, it
was cold. I estimate the windchill to be around 5-10 degrees
above. Despite the chilliness, the refreshingly charged air made me
want to stay outside rather than crawl back in to my cluttered and
confined tent. This wind is from the prevailing direction, which
is from the west and slightly north. I have drifted over 7 miles to the
E-S-E in the last 24 hours. My daily average drift has been 3
miles a day up until this blow came. The slushy, watery surfaces
are now frozen again and I can almost walk on the pools of water which
are covered with an inch-thick layer of ice. The winds have
opened up some big leads accounting for thin, low ceiling fogs that
wisp by.
Essentially, most of the available moisture is now frozen again and
not accessible for the sun to evaporate it and turn it into thick
fog. The type of wind I am experiencing on the pack ice is
typical in the springtime around March. But at that time of year,
it is usually around minus 40 and extremely cold. What is different
about this wind that I am experiencing is it is dry. There is no
snow blowing outside to bury my canoe or anything that I might have
left on the ice. I must be careful, however, in this type of dry wind
because it has a lot of energy and lift. It has wasted none of its
power moving snow and its strength makes it possible to blow away any
items including my canoe. There is a refreshing nature with this new
weather system which makes it most welcome. The sun is almost strong
enough to heat my tent without a stove, but the wind does its best to
suck any warmth from my little home.
I have become very adjusted to my surroundings. My thoughts do
not wander much to daydreaming. I enjoy watching the weather. I have
some investment now in the weather. Like a farmer who watches out
for frost, I pay attention. Victor Boyarsky will be back for my
pick-up possibly as early as July 24th. Everything will depend on
the visibility then. Yesterday he could have seen me 15 miles
away. It is refreshing, at least, to see that there is an alternative
to foggy weather up here. If it warms up and the hard surface turns to
mush again, then the thick fogs will certainly come back. In this case,
I will have to rely on the telecommunication systems as well as our
rescue plan and Victor's and my ability to pluck me out of here. It
should be interesting. It is still a long way off yet and I don't think
much about it except for spending long hours each day practicing and
perfecting my telecommunications. This was one of my goals, to master
the technology and prove that it works, but I never thought I would use
it to be rescued.
There is evidence all over of ice movement. Yesterday I took a self
portrait of myself by a fresh, six-foot high pressure ridge. It took
the pressure 12 hours to form this ridge from a perfectly-flat edge of
my ice block into a pile of rubble ice. I watched it form and listened
to the ice squeak and complain under pressure. When I stood by it for
the picture, I had to be careful because occasionally a chunk of ice
would roll off the top. By listening, I could tell when it was
safe to be near it. If it moaned, it meant to watch out and not to go
near, but when it quieted down it was safe to get my picture next to
it. There is one stable ice ridge about 12-feet high which I use
as an observation post. Standing on it this morning, I viewed a
lot of open water to the north. This was along the shear zones on my
north boundary which I describe as between home plate and first base of
the block that I live on.
The black open water areas stood out in stark contrast to the
surrounding white surface of snow and ice. There were actually small
waves on the open leads today! They lapped on the ice edge sounding
like sweet music to me. I stood a long time just listening to this new
sound which brought back pleasant memories of my Minnesota home on a
wilderness lake. Yesterday, there were some interesting halos and arcs,
polar phenomena that is only seen here. They left me with a biblical
sense as if something wonderful were about to appear. I photographed
this, but it is hard to catch it with the camera.
In the meantime, the wind keeps up its steady pressure against the
ice as I visibly drift almost a 100 yards every 10 minutes in the
direction of the Greenland Sea. Actually, this drift is placing
me along the route which the icebreaker will take on its return trip to
the Pole. I estimate I will be 10 miles from its path by the 24th
and within range of the helicopter. I am hoping the weather allows for
me to be seen. I am also hoping that my pick-up will not be a
fuss for anyone on the ship. That's the hard part of being
rescued - that is, putting other people in a difficult situation,
so I hope for good weather.
Well my legs are getting cramped and it's time for a walk to get my
circulation going so I can set up the antenna and transmitter and send
this report down to all of you who are enjoying the mid-summer.
My best and over and out
The following are Will's position reports from the Argos satellite:
Latest Position Report
Day Hr Mn Sc Latitude Longitude
198 21 39 10 89 33.8 N 44 10.8 W
Latest Position Report
Day Hr Mn Sc Latitude Longitude
199 21 16 11 89 32.6 N 36 15.9 W
Latest Position Report
Day Hr Mn Sc Latitude Longitude
200 10 47 51 89 33.1 N 31 51.5 W
Latest Position Report
Day Hr Mn Sc Latitude Longitude
201 10 25 47 89 33.1 N 26 52.9 W
Latest Position Report
Day Hr Mn Sc Latitude Longitude
201 23 51 53 89 29.0 N 24 9.9 W
Latest Position Report
Day Hr Mn Sc Latitude Longitude
202 8 25 26 89 31.4 N 17 52.9 W
Latest Position Report
Day Hr Mn Sc Latitude Longitude
202 22 2 51 89 30.1 N 10 59.3 W
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