Last night our team went over to a different field camp for dinner and a change of conversation. As we sat at the table with our three person team on one side and the limnology research team on the other I noticed a drastic difference in our faces. The three of us were sunburnt, tired, and dirty. The three of them had even complexions, clean cloths, and appeared rested. They had just come back from town. It was only then that it occurred to me that we’ve been out here for a while.
It’s officially been a month since I’ve entered the field. I made the decision on day one that I wouldn’t shave or cut my hair until I return to McMurdo. Just for giggles. I hadn’t showered in two weeks by the time the second photo was taken. Month three will be frightening.
Night 1: Shaven, clean, apprehensive.
Month 1: Dirty, dark, oily.
Seriously!! Is that all the facial hair you can muster in a month!! And there was me thinking you were a real man!!
I had just hit puberty a few weeks before.
Remember that photo shoot with you, the couch, and that thing on your face? That’s worth it’s own essay.
Damn man, very envious of your experience. Thank you for documenting it so well.
It’s good that you’ll have photographic documentation of your growing madness.