Over the last couple of weeks the main topic of conversation here at Halley has been food. After only a week here we began to run short of things. Of course, the food we are eating came on the ship last year and was ordered in about June 2010, so it appears they under-ordered. So far we’ve run short of pepper, sugar, meat, tomato sauce, CHOCOLATE, crisps… But at least there’s plenty of porridge. The emergency food was brought out, but with 60 people on base it hasn’t lasted long, and it was with great relief that a plane arrived from Rothera yesterday with more emergency food. The ship is also making good progress and should be here in the New Year. I forsee a Roman style banquet every night!!!!
If you’re worried about how the young penguins at Windy Bay are getting on, I can report that the sea ice is still solid and they are getting a lot bigger. Hopefully the ice will remain into January when they should be big enough to survive. Here are some pics…
Happy Christmas to all the Sterling Adventure Bloggers and readers from here. It’s going to be a white Christmas…
Cue Bing…
Well, I’ve never been wished a happy Xmas by a penguin before! Probably never will be again either.
Happy Xmas Mr. Penguin … and happy Xmas to you too Ian! π
Yes, a superb Christmas “card” π
Very best wishes to everybody, especially you and Brian.
Wonderful π
let us know what you end up eating for Christmas lunch!
… not penguin!
Was there enough chocolate in the emergency supplies?
The emergency supplies do not include chocolate π― π― π₯ π₯
There will be some aboard the ship, which apparently is making excellent headway through the ice and should arrive sooner than expected, maybe in the next couple of days, so all is not lost.
A hippy christmas from me.
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Hope any lack of carbohydrate was alleviated by the calories in the alcohol & you had a good time. Happy New Year!
Not hearing anything from Ian for so long makes me worried that the supplies haven’t arrive and disaster has struck. π― π― π―
Alternatively, the chocolate did arrive and they’ve gorged themselves into a stupor. π